Cull the cardboard from the floor
I don't love you anymore
Lift each penny, the structure
Twice a season I try and declutter
I sift the sediment from the rocky grave
I can't tell you when I stopped feeling the same
I mailed the remnants to a friend
Wrote a phony name in the return address
I don't care anymore
Thrift shop, goodwill store
I don't care
Or need it anymore
Mark the hours by my meals
Each decision's got me dragging my heels
Speak in only past tense
Shoulder to shoulder and shaking our heads
I don't care anymore
Thrift shop, goodwill store
I don't care
Or need it anymore
Hey, um, sorry if you're sleeping
I have some good news for you, so
Um, I'm gonna go to sleep now, but, um, I was hoping to hear your voice
Thinking of you
Have a good night
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