[DOT] Yes, George, run to your work. Hide behind your painting I've come to tell you I am leaving because I thought you might care to know Foolish of me, because you care about nothing [GEORGE] I care about many things [DOT] Things--not people [GEORGE] People, too. I cannot divide my feelings up as neatly as you, and I am not hiding behind my canvas--I am living in it [DOT] What you care for is yourself [GEORGE] I care for this painting. You will be in this painting [DOT] I am something you can use [GEORGE] I had thought you understood [DOT] It's because I understand that I left That I am leaving [GEORGE] Then there's nothing I can say Is there? [DOT] Yes. George, there is: You could tell me not to go Say it to me Tell me not to go Tall me that you're hurt Tell me you're relieved Tell me that you're bored Anything, but don't a**ume I know Tell me what you feel! [GEORGE] What I feel? You know exactly how I feel Why do you insist You must hear the words When you know I cannot give you words? Not the ones you need There's nothing to say I cannot be what you want [DOT] What do you want, George? [GEORGE] I needed you and you left [DOT] There was no room for me- [GEORGE] You will not accept who I am I am what I do- Which you knew Which you always knew Which I thought you were a part of! [DOT] No You are complete, George You are your own We do not belong together You are complete, George You all alone I am unfinished I am diminished With or without you We do not belong together And we should have belonged together What made it so right together Is what made it all wrong No one is you, George There we agree But others will do, George No one is you and No one can be But no one is me, George No one is me We do not belong together And we'll never belong! You have a mission A mission to see Now I have one too, George And we should have belonged together I have to move on