You Must Be The Latest Suicide Craze

If I tell you the truth
would you stop talking to me?
Well you hardly talk at all as it is
but maybe it's just me.
You seem perfectly content standing there
but when I'm near,
you're on your guard.

Can you hear me if you're not listening?
Would you see me in the back of the room
even if you never watch me?
Please don't raise your voice if I tell you this
Because in my defense I'm doing my best
and please don't think I'm crazy
because you've already told me
that you want to be alone for a while.

I take it that you're sick of me
and you don't need my company.
So I'll take my heart some where else
and I'll lock it up tight.
I'll hope to forget the combination
and lose the key.
But won't you believe me when I say

"I would have given you everything."

Your voice would have been my favorite lullaby
and I'd play it over and over again on my record player
while we watch the stars come out
and we could talk about
everything that we hate, like the stupid new kids
or we could keep quite and keep still.

I would wear your shirts to bed
and when I went to sleep your silly smile would be the last vision in my head.
We'd wright silly notes
and we'd go to the beach and watch the pretty sail boats.

We'd see how fast your dad's car can go
and on the drive home
we'd know this is the way we were meant to live.

I would have given you my all,
I'll catch you should you ever fall
and you'd always have a bed to sleep in.
I would have pulled your tangles out,
pull you close and fall asleep in your arms.

I'd search for you in my sheets every morning
because dreams of you seem so real.

But you want to be alone, by yourself.
And I can respect that but don't you get lonely?