Yesterday I Don't Believe

All I remember
Are your grimy fingers
Gripping the fretboard
Telling me you were bored
With what was going on.

Those days were tender
As if I wondered
I was another door
My hinges ripped and torn
Well, what was going on?

I didn't know what I saw behind your eyes
What kind of hint of lilac you hid behind
Stone faced, dresses laced
This was the beginning of the end

I don't believe what you told me yesterday
I don't believe what you told me yesterday
When the streetlights fell damp on your skin
And my body filled the empty spaces
You were my breath and soul
Yesterday

Your howls, well fend for
Yourself. For once, can your
Mouth save the war
More scratches on the floor
What the hell is going on?
I don't believe
I don't believe
I don't believe
I don't believe

What you have to say
What you told me yesterday