The new guy doesn't sit well with me.
I'd love to ask him exactly what he thinks he's doing here,
Except the captain told me to play nice before sticking me with him.
Play nice.
Yeah, right. It's a bit late for that.
He's already pissing me off,
And I know Munch and Fin are waiting to laugh, and they will, when it's just us.
Liv shows up while I'm changing my shirt, 'cause
Blaine went and tore it after I decked him for talking about her.
Well…talking about her and me, anyway.
He deserved it, but I know I'm gonna get called into the office,
And it almost makes me feel like a kid again,
Getting detention for something stupid, like putting a frog in a girl's desk.
But there's no frog in Liv's desk…only a temp.
I don't want to talk to her, but I do anyway,
Asking her what she's doing there,
And she tells me that she heard what happened,
So I tell her the new guy's a jerk, though not in those words,
Before asking why she didn't say anything before,
To which she replies that it's complicated.
Complicated, my eye. She left because she wanted to.
It's why I don't ask her anything more.
And she goes, and I can't help but feel like another part of me is missing, and
It's not exactly the most pleasant feeling in the world.
Why does it always seem like everything's falling apart,
Right when I need it to stay together?
Way to go, says that voice in my mind. You're thinking of yourself again.
And it's right, because I am, and it's like I need to, before I lose it.
And once again, everything's been shot to hell.
What does it say about me, knowing that I thought everything was fine,
Before I pretty much told Liv I didn't have time to have her back,
Which was stupid in itself, because I did, and I do,
And now I'm stuck with this new guy, and this case,
And if anything's complicated, it's this, because I understand it, but I don't, and
Life's a lot more complicated than what our partnership was.