Then be aggregated and tell me you are
Tell me how the sky swallows  all the stars
Tell me that you hate everything I do
And tell me that you also hate me too
I bet you have millions of stories and worries and things to say
And I will always listen, if listen to I may
And it's okay if you dont want to, I'm sort of a whatever
But I'm here and it suppose we could talk about the weather