I hear a dozen different voices commenting

As I’m alone again to sort out my fears of you

I hear you’re running somewhere or nowhere or

& I forget just where we were to begin with

I’m out in the darkness of another starless night

Some octopus armed guy with a Cheshire smile

Stands in the shadows to try to talk to me

Saying if I was his girl I’d never be here alone

In that moment the ache for you becomes a wound

Pulling up a barstool & drowning out the neon light

I wonder how and why & what could have made me

Ever care so much what someone else does

The voices all around us never stop talking

Tearing us apart in so many words

Because it’s so much easier to just be alone

Our friends know me and you, but they can’t fathom us

The clock ticks slowly measuring the minutes

I want to think of anything but us missing the time

We used to take, the love we used to make

Before tearing it all into uneven pieces & scattering
My understanding out in jagged scraps on the floor

So I try to remember just how good it feels in your arms

Even though I’m already cold again & I don’t know when

They’ll be wide open & waiting for me

Somehow it all seems so silly that the days that pass

When I don’t see you seem so empty,

When I was just fine before I knew you,

I’d made my life carved out of the hollows

& I never feared empty days and nights of my perdition

Darts whiz out into the smoky air until I lose

My cool & I can only wonder why I am always waiting

For the days & nights where I am welcome in your heart

Looking out through the double panes of glass

Like a puppy dog in a window whimpering

Until I hate myself for this ridiculous wanting of anything

Outside of myself, outside of my own four walls

Your roommate is in my ear again and he’s cutting us

Down to little morsels & swallowing us whole

He’s always saying you’re probably not the type to hold on

So I’d better not be holding my heart in my hands

& then my heart is in my throat and I wonder just why

You’re not here to make them all stop talking us to death