Tripping Over Boxes

I don’t wanna go down those stairs
And trip over the boxes
That are lying at the bottom of the stairs
Just sitting there, mocking
The things that I gave
You coulda been a little kinder
And I, brave
I don’t wanna see you as you’re leaving
Just get your things and go
I’ll be sleeping as you’re leaving
Dreaming that you were just the thing
That I crave
You will seem nicer and I, brave
The thing I fear is the look in your eyes
The final kisses, the final good-bye
You shoulda said something, anything
To let me know
You shoulda given me a warning sign
The thing I fear (baby) is the look in your eyes
And the last kiss, and the final good-bye
You shoulda said something, anything
To let me know
You shoulda given me a warning sign
Instead of leaving me in the cold.)
One day I’m gonna lose this feeling
And trip myself down the stairs
To find I got a brand new feeling
That’s sitting there, laughing
At the mess that you made
You will seem kinder, and I, I, I
I will seem brave