Mr. Right / The Messenger

I wish sunlight stayed 24/7
That emptiness didn’t come every night
And I can’t stop replaying the things that you said
That I’m just not the right Mr. Right
And I s’pose I should‘ve seen it all coming
All the things you no longer shared
I should‘ve known that less songs and faux-collaborative prayers
Meant I’d murdered your ability to care
And it’s funny cuz the music and the pictures
All the fucking TikToks and the prayers
I hated half of that shit
But I guess that’s just how it is
When you‘re fighting your nature for hers
“Irreconcilable differences,” she said
“We’ll be better off at last.”
“I felt both of us just got it.”
“It wasn’t going to last.”
Well the messenger got lost, I guess
And in the fucking mess you left
I’ll sleep tonight
without the messenger
again