You wonder why I spend so much time in another world
As you dump me
Tell me I'm not stable enough, but you love me
I never listen to your concerns when your concerns are political
How are you going to call me a good man and be so critical

You wonder why I spend so much time in another world
Maybe my heart is given and hurled
Away far too often

You can't be less stable, so you have to be alone
I think you're just too stressed to talk on the phone

I wish it had gone another way
I can't convince you that I'm listening in a day

It was all okay a day ago
But you couldn't say how you felt
Until you let me go

I play too many games and buy too many books
How come I feel there's another man with looks
But Papa always said that women are crooks
Steal your heart and throw it on a skillet where it cooks

Why does it feel like you were really worried about material things
When I have a house, 2 cars, and a raccoon that sings

How do I get over how good you were for me
When the goodness stops at three times three

Months

And I'm so old now it hurts even more
Skin doesn't toughen with days
It gets brittle, it decays
And the heart works the same

Sure, I've felt it before, and I handled it better
But the bandage rips away to reveal a letter
The letter lodged in my heart
Clogging my chambers, ripping them apart

And this is what the letter says;

Tell her to be free and to be loved
Tell her to never put anyone above
Her own needs and desires
Her own needles and wires
Her own tiny little fires
That heat more of the world than my fireworks
That burn stronger and longer and don't hide behind sparks
But I'll tell you firsthand that fire leaves marks

Most importantly, don't be scared. It never suited you, love.