You are sitting in the living room
watching the last years of your life reflect on the tv
and all that you want is for me to sit with you
and catch you up on the years of this life
that you have given me
you are lonely but believe me, so am I

I can tell you that there isn’t much to say
there really isn’t
but over these years I have fallen in love
and love has fallen from me
and how do I tell you that I rather enjoy being without your presence
than to be home with you

I have doubts that you put through my head
there is always something you dislike about me
you haven’t seen me smile since the time
you were watching me grow into my teenage years
when I understood your behavior

you always see me when my eyes are desert dry
thinking that your cold sneaky ways don't effect me
but you don’t step into my room to see that I ache

I am sorry
that I can’t build the courage to walk in the living room
and grab the remote to turn that exhausted tv off
and just talk with you

i want your thoughts tangled in my hair
so i can brush them off one by one
and crumble them so you won't have to deal with the knots on your mind