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I lie here alone next to you
Dreaming of things that we'll do
I'm awake in the world of the dead
Naked and cold and unfed

Don't worry, this isn't a love song
This isn't a sad song
Just keep listening, don't leave
It won't last long

I'm a fool but I'm getting better
I didn't cry when you destroyed my sweater
And I stopped and I counted the stars
When we were making our way back from Mars

As you can see, I'm fine though alone
I have 70 names stored on my phone
And two friends who'll call soon
Don't need a pill to sleep 'til noon
Or June. I'll sleep 'til June.

In the meantime I'm busy
Counting the drips from the leaky faucet
And planning my next six words.
I'm not ready to talk yet.