i thought i was okay
but when i woke up today
i realized i lied

i thought it was all in the past
broken bruised
beyond being reused
but i was wrong
again

still see your smile in glasses of tea
wish the idea of you was here with me
perfect dogmatic view
i just want to be with you
with you

your silence
is haunting
it haunted me then
abused me
and used me
like some old tired friend

i just wanted
to be with you
to be in you
always

your smile
behind painted asian pottery eyes
had shattered
long before i believed in you
before i knew your lies

you twisted
the few words you had said
and the silence
was deafening
and askew
but thats what i get
for thinking
for thinking
i think i still love what i thought of you

my dreams
they are tainted
by your makeupless face
i wonder
i wonder
have you still got that taste

my eyes are glistening
are you listening?
are you listening?
i'll never know
there's nothing that
you'll ever show
you're nothing that
i'd ever know