[Prozac]

Taking steps back through the words I should have said to you
They all got lost
You went away
Well I feel sick and you just don't care anymore
Anymore
Hours to be with you
Minutes of me and you
And I can't feel this happening
So tie my hands back
And make me feel you coming down
Coming down

And you don't care
Your face is on a billboard
And you're everywhere
You don't care much for interviews
You're gone you're gone you're gone you're gone
You're gone you're gone you're gone you're gone away
If you don't like being hurt then please don't stay

It's hard to wave goodbye from airplanes
When I just don't think that you can see
I taper off
& say it's never worth the pain
sometimes it is

God I wish that I could make this right
Wish that there was something worth the time
For her to give to me
A phone call from L.A. is my present
There is nothing left for me to give
I wish I could
And I know that I should but
You know I know I won't