I don't even think about you anymore,
every once vivid moment is a distant image,
your vocation is the only aspect i can't see past,
it sticks beneath my skin,
why'd you have to sing so sweetly,
you proved to me that you've never deserved the adulation,
still you act like you were falsely accused,
and that I could never belong,
even though you gave me your affection,
mystified when you switched back and forth,
the only thing I ever wanted was to render your happiness.