i wanna ask you...

..... do you ever sit and wonder?

its so strange that we could be together for 

so long and never know, never care 

what goes on in the other one's head

things i felt but never said

you said things i never said so

i'll say something that i should have said long ago

you don't know me. you don't know me at all.

you could have just propped me up on the table 

like a mannequin 

or a cardboard stand up & paint me

any face that you wanted to be seen with.

damned by the existential moment

where we saw the couple in the coma 

& it was we who were the cliche 

but we carried on anyway

so sure i can just close my eyes

yeah sure, trace & memorize 

but can you go back once you know

you don't know me. you don't know me at all.

if im the person that you think i am 

clueless chump you seem to think i am

so easily led astray 

an errant dog who occasionally escapes & needs a shorter leash.

why the fuck would you want me back?

maybe it's because 

you don't know me at all.