we were sitting in the car
at a red light on the way from the grocery store.
the frozen pizzas were thawing in the backseat and
you were frustrated with the traffic
and angry with me because i wouldn't talk to you.

and all of a sudden i broke down,
began sobbing hysterically and repeating
there's something wrong with me - wrong with me -
oh god - there's something really wrong with me -

And You Didn't Believe Me.

you told me to grow up, stop crying,
that i was exaggerating and nothing was wrong.

oh, i remember, i remember. but my question is -
do you?