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I wanna see you tonight |
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What's the point? |
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All we do is fight |
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I've loved you |
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So long |
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I don't know who I'd be without |
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My head hurts |
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I wish I'd never woke up |
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I feel worse |
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than when S Club 7 broke up |
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I hate the day |
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It hates me |
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So does everybody else |
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I sit here drooling on my own again |
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and like a routine episode of Friends |
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What does it mean to be American? |
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Is it |
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feelings, coffee and |
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I'll be there for you? |
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Later on me and a bottle will hook up to have some fun |
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Then I'll call your house at twelve to let you know that I'm drunk |
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Say I'm sorry Mr C, I was just looking for your son |
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How are you, incidentally, do you know if he's out alone? |
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There is this book he lent to me something like seven months ago |
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I'm gonna burn it in the street be so kind as let him know |
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that I'm dealing |
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with this badly |
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and |
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could he please get back to me? |
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Since you've gone my only friends are Billy Bragg and the Jam |
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Though my time with you has got me feeling oh so k.d. lang |
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I think you're right about the New Kids on the Block |
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And I agree now Billy Joel does not rock |
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Wish I could tell you all the things that Woody Allen helps me see |
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How Annie Hall is starting to seem quite a lot like you and me |
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It took a while to come around to David Bowie's new CD |
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And it's much too late to give back your Magnetic Fields EP |
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Can I keep it |
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by my pillow? |
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****ing loved it |
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How I long to tell you so |
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When I get to sleep I'll dream again of canopies and drapes |
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And wake shaking from the knowledge that the mattress holds your shape |
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I assume my phone is dead because it hasn't rung for months |
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If tomorrow is the funeral do you think that you could come? |
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I could give you back your music and your t-shirts and your socks |
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Walk to Jazz's house in Soho cry into her letter box |
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Spend some time out to resuscitate my soul |
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Take up smoking and drink carrot juice and grow |
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Teach the mattress to expel you from its folds |
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Then dry my eyes and keep on walking til the motion makes me strong |
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Until one day i realise I don't remember that you're gone |
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We'll be strangers |
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who were lovers |
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I'll recover |
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It's so weird how time goes on |
