Rumour Has It

This empty home, these never ending days
This empty feeling, this never ending hurt

While you keep screaming to others
how hard it was to live with me
I try to fight myself through the day
hoping this pain will ever end

The cat keeps trying to find you
searching between the pillows and under the blankets
And when he has reached the end of the bed
I find myself wishing he did find you
and all this is just another bad dream

I wish you could see what you did to me
I wish you'd care
I wish you'd hold me and tell me we'll be fine

I guess you need to push me away
turning your head is easier than to deal with the mess
But do you really need those angry words and twisted stories
to feel better about yourself

If this is what softens your pillow
then, sweet dreams for tonight
I hope you'll wake up one day