No, I must go One more, you always say My eyes bore yours and I don’t speak Your stories, it’s all so profound Melancholic The air is sweetened with tension I soak it up I like listening to you Spilling your secrets across the table I try to understand but in truth I’m Nonplussed How can you live with yourself like this With her there and you here I don’t say these truths, I want you to love me Things are brighter from my pedestal One more, you always say Make me company You tell me I’m beautiful So I stay a little longer