Secret Lives of Furniture

I've always been your coffee table Shit I've seen some things Heard words I can't repeat I'm mute, I'm rimu, I'm loyal When you were three you fell and hit your head against my corner I absorbed some of that blood that's when I knew I loved you This place is haunted where they discard us our bones disjointed This washing machine fell on me, at night it screams its owner's name When you moved your things out and you took me with you That's when I knew, you really loved me too They hurt, those cigarette butts When they were still alight And they were still alight But I forgave you I wore my wounds well All my brown beer bottle rings When you spilled beer on me I felt like I was at your parties too That time you made love on me I pretended you were fucking me I strained under the weight of it My legs were splayed, they have been since I was glad when those years ended We moved into that house alone Just you and I, TV remotes Your maddening self but I was with you This place is haunted where they discard us our bones disjointed This washing machine fell on me, at night it screams its owner's name Then that bitch moved in, she said I was unstable She never knew, what we'd been through She was never good enough for you When she left I was elated She brought that other man back home I held on to his cellphone For you to find when you came home I yelled with you I screamed with you And then you had that heart attack Stretched over me like that I'm glad we finished up that way I held you until they took you away This place is haunted where they discard us our bones disjointed This washing machine fell on me, at night it screams its owner's name