Dirty Laundry (acoustic)

You can look at me
Like I'm nothing but dirty laundry
Use your finger to deny my open mouth silently
You can creep and crawl
Then stall when it's your turn to touch me

Learned to play your little games
So well, I had to leave ya
I had to leave ya
Had to leave ya

Such a masochist
The last I'll kiss if I can help it
I'm altruistic, full of mischeif, and a little jealous
It's a loss or draw
Or what you'd call a son of a bitch

Hate to see you so dependent
But, I had to leave ya
I had to leave ya
Had to leave ya
Had to leave ya
I had to leave ya
Had to leave ya

There are days when I don't go outside
There are days when I don't go outside
There are days when I don't go outside
There are days
There are days

It's hard to know if
I can be a person
Who provides
Security 'cause recently I'm fallin' out of line
It's hard to hold and
Hard to feel and
Hard to recognize
The seam of us is splitting
I can't stitch it

I had to leave ya
I had to leave ya