When the drugs wore off
Not a thing had changed
Just as I suspected
When you told me
You’d slept with your best friend
I silently objected – twice
Do you want someone who can recite
What you wore last Tuesday night
Who can sketch your face
On a wet windshield
Do you want someone who knows exactly when
You cut your hair and grew it out again
If you do that person won’t be me
We’re like cavemen and dinosaurs
We don’t belong together
We’re a perpetual motion machine
We only work in my dreams
You can’t produce energy
Out of nothing
Maybe I’m too dumb
Perhaps it’s something else
To me it’s just a meaningless detail
I won’t get worked up
The next time that we meet
About the different ways you think I fail
Do you want someone who can’t resist
Thoughts of happy coexistence
With Sunday brunch
And a dog named Butch
Do you want someone who can’t deny
The emptiness when you say goodbye
If you do . . . good luck to you
We’re like cavemen and dinosaurs
We don’t belong together
We’re a perpetual motion machine
We only work in my dreams
You can’t produce energy
Out of nothing
credits
from If I Were You,
released February 21, 2020
Written by Allen Duarte
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