Dear Delight

by Micah Motenko

That’s the last time I wonder

If you’re gonna call me up tonight, my dear delight 

Well, I can’t be nice, my dear delight

That’s the last time I wonder

If you’re gonna understand my pride, my dear delight

Well, this I can’t define, my dear delight 

That’s the last time I go ahead and think about you all the time, my dear delight

Oh, blonde hair blue eyes dear delight

That’s the last time I sit at home and miss the way you miss me more, my dear delight

No more open doors, my dear delight

I don’t miss the way you talk about, like I was the last to see the writing on the wall

I don’t miss the silence I was hearing, the emptiness I was feeling when I would call

That’s the last time I wonder

If you’re gonna call me up tonight, my dear delight 

Well, I’m too numb to fight, my dear delight 

That’s the last time I wonder

If you’re gonna think of me tonight, my dear delight 

Well, I’m too numb to fight, my dear delight