Someone Else's Problem

she left her stuff and took off
while you were on the road
she finally decided
you are someone else’s problem
the old guitar on the wall
precariously hung
and when it falls it will become somebody else’s problem
everybody closed their doors and turned away
they don’t need you
they shut their eyes and try to sleep
but in their dreams they will see you
bills don’t stop coming in so you just stop paying them
the cost has now become somebody else’s problem
your itchy skin and dirty feet
you scratch at them until they bleed
the heart that doesn’t beat is someone else’s problem
everybody closed their doors and turned away
they don’t need you
they shut their eyes and try to sleep
but in their dreams they still see you
you blew it all very well by yourself
and everybody knows that every hell is someone else’s problem
make your bed
jump in it let the candle burn until the nightmare has become somebody else’s problem
everybody close your doors and turn away
everybody close your eyes and turn away