Jeff Litman - Postscript - Studio Versionhttp://www.jefflitmanmusic.com Postscript: studio version from Jeff Litman's 2009 release, Postscript.
It felt so tragic
to be left in the dark
suffering for the want of a punctuation mark.
I have been waiting
for what never comes
for some little consolation prize
just to see some tears in your eyes.
Now it ends.
We canât be friends.
The only thing left to do
is throw away your photographs,
throw your letters in the trash,
forget I ever knew you at all.
Youâre weaker by far
than I could have guessed.
To bulldoze me like you did with out once looking back.
You should have been there
while I fell apart,
and for my consolation prize,
you could see some tears in my eyes.
But, now it ends.
We canât be friends.
The only thing left to do
is throw away your photographs,
throw your letters in the trash,
forget I ever knew you at all.
I built up this house
just to watch it burn down.
I need to know why,
but you donât make a sound.
What to do with this empty room and broken glass,
but just send it all into the ...
