You used to come to me
When you were happy

And now

From a corded line
At the end of the drive

I can’t say I need you


Because you’re happy
So you have to go


From a corded phone

Even when you know

But I’ll never tell you I’m alone
Or that it hurts
Or that I need you

Because you’re happy
And you have to go


So I’ll sit here.
Dead phone tone.

Because you’re happy now
So you have to go.