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