Gazing at my phone./
Waiting for a call that won’t /come.
I think she’s done.
Gazing at my phone./
Waiting for a call that won’t /come.
I think she’s done.
Sometimes I wonder/
what it would be like to not /
miss U any more.
You asked me to be/
quiet and leave you alone./
You got your request.
Why do I feel guilt/
for not seeing you when we/
have our lives to live?
Crunching ice while he’s/
thinking of you is all a /
man should want to do
It was, he thought to/
himself, a fantastic and/
wonderful message.
Because your nighttime/
determines your day, I’ll ask:/
“How’d you sleep last night?”
So much was written/
already about silence,/
there’s not much to say.
Or
there’s not more to say.
In the past we’d have /
lain with the pain to heal. Now,/
that’s no solution.