You’re gonna die
when you see it, it's just what we need
a lovers retreat
just you and i
can leave the miserable city behind
make up for lost time
but we know something’s missing
can we get by reminiscing
the past disappearing
like a dead deer
in the rear view mirror
grandmother said
this place has excellent bones
a idyllic home
two bath two bed
placid waters where we’ll take the kids
that don’t yet exist
but we know we won’t bother
only come here
once a summer
ten days of genre fiction and out of office replies
And I can’t keep pretending
everything will be alright
it's gonna take more than a trip to the lake house this time
there’s something wedged between us
and it's eating us alive
it's gonna take more than a trip to the lake house this time
never mind, just drive
I’ve seen the marks
on your back that cannot be from
our pedestrian fun
whispered phone calls
bobby pin in the glove box
I know
you’re not driving alone
but still i let you do it
you must think I’m pretty stupid
it’s dangerous in the country darling
Keep your eyes on the road
put us both out of our misery
ring the neck of what we used to be