I’m right here. But hey don’t worry about it I don’t care. Learning to do without it. Laying on the couch and staring at the wall like nothing at all. See how tame I can be; in the reflection I watch myself watching TV. And it’s too much to take and so I say to myself, “I never told you that I loved you because I don’t.” See how strange I can seem? Did I ever tell you about that one dream? Look there we are, where we used to be. Of all things I will soon grow tired. Don’t stop by; no, you don’t have to be around tonight. If you’re feeling like it. Stand out in the hallway, fall into my arms because I want you. Can’t you tell at all?