I can tell by the way that she’s trailing off
that I should forget things no one else saw
and that I should let go let go let go let it go
can’t you tell by the way that she’s tearing up
she wants you to explain why you’re not gone
and why you couldn’t leave couldn’t leave her in the shape that she was in
I haven’t seen you around where the fuck you been?
would you drive across campus trace my suffering
and did you stop at the stop did you stop did you stop to make love?
well I don’t think I care even if you did
cause I know what a cold world this is
tell you some things you would never believe
about how some of my friends are also my enemies
and about how they might even think I could forget
well I could tell you everything that the letter said
and the phone calls too just confronting men
and are you ready are you ready are you ready to spill your guts
and I can tell by the way that you’re acting tough
that you don’t know near as much as you think as you think as you think as you think as you think
and i know that’s a stupid thing to do
and she, she still wants to be my friend
but I think I’ve enough friends like you
and I think I’ve too many knives in my back
and I could think of better things to do
than grow eyes in the back of my head