It's not that I don't care
just the opposite of that
But a storm is brewing quickly
at the bottom of my glass
This liquid instigator
has ripened every fear
Did you hear my voice -- break?
I fought back every tear
You rolled your eyes again
but I really had to ask
I just don't understand
and it always takes us back
It's not for me to say
I cannot quantify
the measure of your will
you tell me that you try
But something feels uncertain
and passive in the night
You don't miss the absent I love you
before we say goodbye
Something feels uneasy
as I fall out of your sight
You don't hear the fucking silence
before we say goodnight
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