Eric Michael Jones Studioli Music

Weeping Dry


You and I had a love for the ages
I can’t believe we let it slip away in stages
Another argument
A few more words to resent

Dramatic scenes and all your phony shrieking passion
Placing liens on little bits of love you rationed
I’ve had it up to here
I will be really clear
This time goodbye is really here

You didn’t try to block the door when I said that I would leave you
You’re weeping dry and anymore I guess I don’t believe you
Do you want me back?
Is it just an act?
Because every time I see you cry
You’re weeping dry

You pretend like you’ve already flushed your feelings
But you tell your friends that I left you crushed and reeling
It’s not reality
You’re not on TV

You’re just sitting in your pink and pearl castle
Writing on your blog that I am such a total asshole
I’m gonna let it slide
Venom misapplied
I knew our love had really died

You didn’t try to block the door when I said that I would leave you
You’re weeping dry and anymore I guess I don’t believe you
Say you want me back
I think it’s just an act
Because every time I see you cry
You’re weeping dry

The first time I tried to leave you threw yourself in front of me
Pounded on my chest to stay
Next time was a comedy you tried to block the door but we
Wound up making love all day

We took a trip out to the vineyards there are two things I remember
One was fighting over paper towels
The other was the sweetest walk into the midnight woods
Hooting at all the owls

Love is surely quizzical, I don’t pretend to understand it
Part mental and part physical I’ve really got to hand it to you
You broke the rules
Then you played it cool

I went to get my things and that’s when it really hit me
Half the shirts in there didn’t even fit me
You had another guy
Hung me out to dry
Now there’ll be no more wondering why

You didn’t try to block the door when I said that I would leave you
There’s something in my eye and I just can’t believe you
Don’t want me back
It was all an act
Now it’s my turn to cry
Until I’m dry
Weeping dry

Every time that you walk by I wonder why


Words and music by Eric Michael Jones – ©SR0000652669 Eric Michael Jones / Studioli

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