It's All About the Semantics

[Instrumental intro] [Verse 1] Halfway through another argument Tripping over definitions again The words hang between us like laundry I say "tomato", you say: LET’S BURN THIS FUCKING APARTMENT DOWN! [Break] [Verse 2] You alphabetized the spice rack Said it’s "about control, not flavor" I grabbed the wok and made pasta You said you don’t approve of my behavior [Spoken] ...Then you scraped the wok into the trash ...Then emptied the trash bin on my head [Chorus] You draw a line and call it meaning I call it mood, or maybe tone You say I twist things when convenient I say you never let shit go (…Yet we both agree that saying nothing is "manipulative".) [Instrumental] [Verse 3] You ran the laundry at full spin Left the door cracked — that godawful whine You changed the message to a dial tone On every answering machine, including mine. [Spoken] …So, I defrosted every single item in the freezer (because “fuck you”) [Instrumental] [Bridge] I left the dictionary opened on “gaslight” You paged it over to “vindictive” Then we took turns hiding the remote Until we both lost it And met halfway at “exhausted” [Chorus] You draw a line and call it meaning I call it mood, or maybe tone You say I twist things when convenient I say you never let shit go (…Yet we both agree that saying nothing is "manipulative".) [Instrumental solo] [Outro] You turned the mattress sideways I started vacuuming the wall You mumbled something about "compliance" I had no idea what you meant, but I agreed. (because we need some sleep and there is always tomorrow) [Instrumental outro]