When this is over
There's a song I won't be able to hear the same way.
When this is over
There's a shirt that I won't be able to wear.
When this is over
There are certain things I will never tell another person.

When I find that void,
A slumber or shower will be all to suffice.
There was unspoken certainty of our demise.

I stopped myself short a number of times,
Knowing the anxiety it would bring.
The most important thing I could say,
Wouldn't make this any easier.

After all, I've never known what's good for me.