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If you’re standing with your suitcase
But you can’t step on the train
Everything’s the way that you left it
I still haven’t slept yet

And if you’re covering your face now
But you just can’t hide the pain
Still setting two plates on the counter but eating without you

If the truth is you’re a liar
Then just say that you’re okay
I’m sleeping on your side of the bed
Goin’ out of my head now

And if you’re out there trying to move on
But something pulls you back again
I’m sitting here trying to persuade you like you’re in the same room

And I wish you could give me the cold shoulder
And I wish you could still give me a hard time
And I wish I could still wish it was over
But even if wishing is a waste of time
Even if I never cross your mind

I’ll leave the door on the latch
If you ever come back, if you ever come back
There’ll be a light in the hall and the key under the mat
If you ever come back
There’ll be a smile on my face and the kettle on
And it will be just like you were never gone
There’ll be a light in the hall and the key under the mat
If you ever come back if you ever come back now
Oh if you ever come back if you ever come back

Now they say I’m wasting my time
‘Cause you’re never comin’ home
But they used to say the world was flat
But how wrong was that now?

And by leavin’ my door open
I’m riskin’ everything I own
There’s nothing I can lose in a break-in that you haven’t taken

And I wish you could give me the cold shoulder
And I wish you can still give me a hard time
And I wish I could still wish it was over
But even if wishing is a waste of time
Even if I never cross your mind

I’ll leave the door on the latch
If you ever come back, if you ever come back
There’ll be a light in the hall and the key under the mat
If you ever come back
There’ll be a smile on my face and the kettle on
And it will be just like you were never gone
There’ll be a light in the hall and the key under the mat
If you ever come back, if you ever come back now
Oh, if you ever come back, if you ever come back

If it’s the fighting you remember or the little things you miss
I know you’re out there somewhere so just remember this
If it’s the fighting you remember or the little things you miss
Oh just remember this, oh just remember this

I’ll leave the door on the latch
If you ever come back, if you ever come back
There’ll be a light in the hall and the key under the mat
If you ever come back
There’ll be a smile on my face and the kettle on
And it will be just like you were never gone
There’ll be a light in the hall and the key under the mat
If you ever come back, if you ever come back now
Oh, if you ever come back, if you ever come back

And it will be just like you were never gone
And it will be just like you were never gone
And it will be just like you were never gone
If you ever come back, if you ever come back now


Verryyy much my feelings of this morning. It’s like my mental state ebbs and flows like the tides. Is that a thing or am I just a little over thinking this?? I seem to have this horrendous habit of have the most dramatic love life. Even though at the moment I’m a sexy single pringle shit still seems to be way over my head in levels of complicated drama. I’m literally dodging and diving and hiding and looking a little too much like Ariana Grande’s face as she gets bashed by a VS babe.
My friends at work actually joke about how their lives never ever seem as bad after they’ve talked to me. Thankfully I can laugh about this but come on! My life isn’t that bad! It totally wasn’t my fault the guy turned out to have a long term girl friend and was just being a genuinely nice human being and it CERTAINLY wasn’t my fault that he turned out to be WAY WAY WAY too young Or is it?
Although I really really should be painting rather than ranting about my love life and how abismally hillariously sadly pathetic it is at this moment.


as much as I can't stand this pint sized pop "star" this face directly matches my feelings.

as much as I can’t stand this pint sized pop “star” this face directly matches my feelings.

On another point of procrastination isn’t this little Sherlock/Moriarty moment just amazing? I just want to stare at it. All. Day. Long. And lastly there is this glorious little harry pottery bit of Tumblr business.

Just Yes <3

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