My days are being wasted
On hoping
And worrying
That I'll see you tonight
In those movies that play inside my eyes

And in these movies you're you
The one I used to know
Who had a scar on his knee
And a love for the me I used to be

And maybe tonight we'll take a drive
Or just curse in our saddenned whispers
The time that's past us by

But chances are I won't see you tonight
I hope you've finally left
But swear to me that if you're there
You won't stay with me

I can't take this torure
Of familiority
I need to walk away, so why can't you just leave,
Finally, and abondon me?

You never had trouble before.