I see the lights on the ceiling.
I see the stars in the lights.
I see the what we once had, and what we
You see the curtains draped in front of me.
You see the sun come up alone.
You want to show me just what you can see,
and I, I turn away.
You hear my words, you hate my words, I
hate you too.
I look right at your eyes, I look right
through your eyes.
I change conversation thought for you…
I throw a look that you can’t catch from
far behind, and you, you turn away.
But don’t feel bad ’cause you do to me all
the things I do to you…