It's Been a Bad Few Weeks Songtext

von Ducking Punches

He headed loud and clear,
The silence deafened him
I would like to run,
But no-one else is here
The candles flickered out,
The door slammed in the wind
He didn't notice

He was all alone
In the kitchen with his notes
Said dad I'm leaving home
I'm not coming back for good
This is all you've got
So run with it, take it to your grave

And it's been a bad few weeks
And I'm sick, sick and tired
Feeling old, past my prime
But I know, we've still got time

Darling where you gone,
You got me worried sick,
Rang your friends for any word
I can't fucking deal with it.
I'm an old and dying man
You got me on the ropes
Now I'm helpless

I search all night for any clues
Using code and lemon juice?!
I haven't slept for days
Brushed my teeth or worn my shoes
Starting to go mad
Halicinating too
Grandmas coming over
Just to see what she can do

And it's been, a bad few weeks
And I'm sick, sick and tired
Feeling old, and past my prime
But I know, we've still got time

My son, SHe's not coming back
I'm sorry, you've not come to terms with that
My son, we buried her last year
I'm sorry, that you needed her back here.

It's been a bad few weeks
And I'm sick, sick and tired.
Feeling old, and past prime
But I know, we've still got time