One Bedroom Blues – A Boy With Glasses – letras

I feel like a monsterIs under my bedReady to eat meDid I drink too much?I don’t knowI head for the kitchenAnd open the fridgeBut there’s nothing in thereIt’s been like that since you’ve leftBut I’m trying my best to copeWith the idea that you are goneThat I’m left with your dogWho won’t trust me and eats my rugsWhen I was with youI used to eat lotsOf fruits and vegetablesNow it’s bacon and eggsMy stomach achesI’m not into footballBut I still stare at the TV setPretending I give a shitBut I’m trying my best to copeWith the idea that you are goneAnd I’m left with your dogWho won’t trust me and eats my rugsWas I ready for this?Did I deserve it?Maybe I didI like to feel guiltyBut I’m trying my best to copeWith the idea that you are goneAnd I’m left with your dogWho won’t trust me and eats my rugs