After all is said and done
I've packed my things, now boxes are all undone
This computer sits on an empty desk
Almost as empty as I feel now
So much to do, no time to waste
I know there will be some other days
When I will cry and feel sick
So I'm done, no need to wast time on it
Let me go, I have things to do
Sleep to get and boxes to move
I have no strength, but to lay here alone..
Crying on the telephone
I tried to call, you're never there
You don't comment on me
Do you even care?
I'm where you are, see me standing there?
We have shit to do, and letters to tear