In Separate Rooms - Eniac

Have you been ashamed of yourselves

I’ve been disappointed in you

Worried smiles and well-rehearsed dinners

There’s been no laughter

Without red eyes

Blue at home

And while

You’ve been supportive

I just realized what’s become daily

Isn’t normal

Is this what life becomes

When we marry

The bottle

'Cause what we’ve done

In our separate rooms

For the past three years

Isn’t living at all

Hold more regard

For the movies

Than I hold for our lives

Together right now