Tales From the Laundromat

Sitting in the laundromat
Curled up in a ball
Trying to figure out
If there's anything left at all

My emotions have been run through
The dryer one too many times
He hit me across the face again
He told me I'm worthless scum
Then he said he loved me
And that it would kill him if I leave

Sitting in the laundromat
Curled up in a ball
Trying to figure out
If there's anything left at all

My heart feels shrunken and stiff
Every pulsating beat makes me hurt deeper
This time he's gone way too far
I don't think I can love him anymore
But part of me still wants to try

Sitting in the laundromat
Curled up in a ball
Trying to figure out
If there's anything left at all

My thoughts are spinning faster
Then the highest spin cycle
Every word he's ever said
Is just pounding through my head
Making me feel like he is able to
control me even when I'm gone

Sitting in the laundromat
Curled up in a ball
Trying to figure out
If there's anything left at all

I really just want to know
How to iron everything out
And make things nice and smooth
But he's got me in his grip
And the memory of his heavy fist
Is imprinted on my chest in blacks and blues

Sitting in the laundromat
Curled up in a ball
Trying to figure out
If there's anything left at all

The swoosh of the washer
The hiss of the dryer
My dried out emotions
The pulse of my starched heart
The spin cycle in my head
The iron that won't smooth
I feel like he's drained me empty
And left me hung out to dry