the rain came down so hard that night

It's been a tough year for all it's worth
Still keep my phone number at the bottom of your purse
Between your sticks of gum and all the
Reasons why you don't call me anymore.

being tired is now a valid excuse, tired of the world, tired of humans in general and people in particular. this is weak ankles and heartbreak. this is bad tempers and rain. i think people are getting fed up with my excuses but it's all they'll get until it stops being true. sometimes, i just get tired. it happens.