Cats and Kids - Chris Garneau

I’m making myself sick

Trying to live with things you live with

You’re better than me

Make haste go quick

And get us used to the things we’re stuck with

We’re never gonna get used to the fact that she

She’s not coming back

She’s not coming back

She’s not coming back

She’s not coming back

She’s not coming back

She’s not coming back

She is not coming back

The cats we let outside

And then we lent them aside to cry

To cry

The kids we left inside

The men we lent them a bride

And then we set hearts aside

I’m nicer to strangers than you

I’m going with them and we’re leaving soon

We’ll be leaving soon

We’re not coming back

We’re not coming back

We’re not coming back

We’re not coming back