Acta Est Fabula, Plaudite! A Verbal Equinox

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[Verse 1]
I'm more alone on Sundays than I ever thought I'd be
By now they've left, the hall's been swept, there's no one else but me
Come back! I choke! Refuse to let it slip but when I
See! You go! It's almost like a part of me
Is selfish for my lack of waiting
I can't help myself but hating

Every single person who can bear to leave their other part
I fail to find my therapy in any form of art, just—

[Chorus]
Complain, complain
Yet I’m the belle of the ball and chain (Belle of the ball and chain)
I’m brought back to reality
By confidence I feign

Explain, explain
How I’m bound here in my own domain (Bound here in my own domain)
My throne is a computer chair
With none to entertain

Engrain, engrain
Some self esteem into my brain (Self esteem into my brain)
It’s all so easy to be fixed
But all I tend to do is complain