James Leclaire

Lyrics

My eyes greet the day Bloodshot red
An empty bottle of rye lies beside me on the bed
I put my feet on the cold floor and hold my pounding head
Wondering, what were the things that I said

I call out your name but only silence replies
Fragments of last night flash back, there were tears in your eyes
I’m afraid words came out that were never meant
Oh, what were the things that I said

Well, doubtful winds brought black clouds over me
Pouring down jealousy
As the fog clears from my head
I dread, what were the things that I said

Reluctantly, I make my way downstairs
On the table, a smoking cigarette confirms my fears
Beside it, folded, a note you left
As I read the things that I said

The front door still creeks in the breeze
A lonely black bird sings a sad song in the tree
I wish I could take it back, but I can’t
I got to live with the things that I said

Well, doubtful winds brought black clouds over me
Pouring down jealousy
As the fog clears from my head
You’ll never forgive the things that I said
You’ll never forgive the things that I said