You're back at home, and the weather is cold

My glass stained magenta, cause the wine got old

Not even heavy-duty rope would fix this

'cause in the afterlife, you'd say your wishes

And I'd hear you from wherever you are

Screaming, asking, "Oh, where did I go..."

I took my bags, leaving without a trace so you'd know

At the end of the night, it'll feel like I'm bugging you, and I'm just some obligation you wanna hold on to

That's what you call... damage control

Isn't it weird how I'm never this quiet?

Usually, I would just put up a fight

Not even heavy liquor could wash it all away

No amount of sorrys would erase what I'd say

And I'd hear from them, telling me what you do

It's only been a week, and you're finding something new

No, I know that it's none of my business

But once we were each other's wishes

At the end of the night, it'll feel like I'm bugging you, and I'm just some obligation you wanna hold on to

That's what you'd call

And I'm here in the end when you fall in love again

I'm just someone you had to learn from

Just someone you held on to

That's when you'd know

Pieces of me

Run through your head

Just like the deer in the morning

Why does it feel

Like I've lost so much while

Everything's still in place in the end?

At the end of the night

We'll be good to each other

We'll make a truce

But you know I would cry when the call ends

How can I cope?

And we'll be less than lovers

Doing the same things as friends

Cauterize my mind to pieces

And smile right in front of you

That's what you call

Damage control