there's an image in your drink
is that who you are?
a matinee of complications
to kick you in the cleft
and she's calling out your name
is that who you are?
sinking feeling when she speaks those words
though I want things to be good hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse when togetherness is a chore
can't ignore the bad parts
and she's banking on your minutes
but your time is sparse
cover up, boost you seratonin
lovely, it's a good start
give it up, when friendships take formalities
there is no excuse at all hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
and we're chatting about the open blinds you're contesting what I want
don't want to stay in this
hot room with you tonight hitting the lights,
dimming the lights
we can't control what we happen to like it's a lesson in where we are
ideally you might share my life,
but this is real time neither side is listening