You say you know me, say you care,
but you ain't here.
Care is hollow words tossed about frivolously and in sullen moods of self importance.
You say you know me, that you'll be there.
But there is not here, never here.
To lean on you is like the vapor of an august wind
felt for a moment like an innocent caress and then out of reach
Or need
Or want.
Thank you but I don't think so.
Don't need you to sing my blues or watch my back or give me clues
Don't need you to hold my hand, to guide me through, to make a plan
Thank you but I don't think so
Don't need the pretense, the swollen lies
Don't need false kiss or sweet goodbyes
Thank you but I don't think so
Don't need you to lead the way, to storm my dreams, to save the day
Don't need you and never did so thank you but I don't think so
I'll be alright without you
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