Claire

Well I took abuse as a poor excuse in some social circles
Only to find what a waste of time it was to be nervous
And when I see you I'm on fire from the words I finally heard
Not taken, just taking my time.

Claire, if you don't come home tonight
I will take it as red that the things that you said
Didn't come to much more than a lie.
And life is hard on breaking hearts sometimes.

And when I heard the news I just refused
To even acknowledge how we arrived at this point in time
Without even noticing this is not what you had planned
For the days when you went all the way to within an inch of your lies.

Claire, if you don't come home tonight
I will take it as red that the things that you said
Didn't come to much more than a lie.
And life is hard on breaking hearts sometimes.

And these are the lessons you learn from the questions you fight.
And well I know this isn't living, but at least we're alive.
This lust for better days, and a hope that things will change
And I know this isn't mensa, but at least we're alright.
This knack for holding on, and the sense that something's wrong.

Claire, if you don't come home tonight
I will take it as red that the things that you said
Didn't come to much more than a lie.
And life is hard on breaking hearts sometimes.

And these are the lessons you learn from questions you side-step
And answers avoided that you'll never find
If you don't come home tonight.