Death By Misadventure

don't have to hide it anymore
 our death by misadventure
 the note you left me on the door said "go away i'm sleeping"
 so i'd leave, but i believe that you been entertaining someone else
 so i do what i think i'm supposed to, and i entertain myself
 don't have to bother anymore
 our death by misadventure
 the scribbled pages on the floor
 all full of hope and sadness
 and someday, we can write a book that tells of all the stupid things we've done
 and when when we do you know that we won't get away
 without offending some
 don't have to hide it anymore
 our death by misadventure
 the note you left me on the door said "come on in, it's open"
 when i do, the smell of you with lavender comes at me like a truck
 you know it never ever lasts quite long enough
 and that is just my luck
 you know it never ever lasts quite long enough
 and that is just my luck
 you know it never ever lasts quite long enough
 and that is just my luck