You know that you would

But I know that you won't

I feel that you do

you say that don't

You'll scream that you can

I'll whisper you can't

You'll laugh and walk away

I'll cry and I'll stay

You'll remind me that I shouldn't

But I'll remember that I should

You'll tell me what we are

that we could

But I'll respond we've come to this

our feelings are no good

You'll relive the beginning

But I'll never forget the end

You'll draw things in a straight line

But I'll always try and make them bend

You tell me you'll always hear me

But I Know that you've gone deaf

You'll beg and plea

You'll give me everything

But I know you have nothing left

You go right

and I leave

separate

In Remembrance of a Lonely Death