(my eyes are projecting pictures onto the ceiling)
words flow from the hollow of my mouth
and they pass through you, unfeeling lover.
you never did love her, and you never will love me.

(...moments flicker and fall to the floor, landing hard, soundless)
i forgot what it felt like to feel anything at all until
i took the train through your hometown.
i smiled as i accidentally found your house.
i wondered if you were home.
i knew you weren't.
i wondered anyway.

(...yet the echo overtakes my ears. i am humming the sounds unheard)
there was wine involved later on.
i slept in a hammock beneath the stars,
too drunk to recollect much of anything.
i do remember the sky being beautiful that night.
i knew you would have thought so too.

(...i hear them louder than ever, they are screaming through my sleep)
i don't know what to say to you when you ask me how i am.
i say "fine," because that's what you'd expect of me.
i am tired of being predictable.
so i tell you that i love you.
instead of waiting for a response,
i hang up.
i can't breathe.

(...keeping me up in the dead of the night. i am haunted. i am humbled. i'm far from home)
days pass and i don't feel them.
so i sing in shitty coffeehouses
to an audience as apathetic as you are.
i pretend you're in the back of the room,
i know that you aren't.
i pretend anyway.
i sing for you.

(...i am feeling in the dark for some sort of escape. i will get out of this room you've confined me to. i will find a way)
words flow from the hollow of my mouth
and they pass through you, unfeeling lover.
you never did love her, and you never will love me.