The evening light is gone.
I turn on a sad, sad song.
You left me waiting and I left you exasperated.
I can't figure out where we went wrong.

Sometimes the phone rings; I think it's you.
And I'm not exactly sure what to do.
You hang up on the answering machine.
I watch the phone's lights blink at me.
I guess it's wasted effort.

This apartment's got me down.
Your cat's hair still mats the ground.
The bathroom still smells like hairspray.
Do you know someone who needs a roommate?
Maybe you could ask around.

Take the cash, elaborate dreams
Take the cash, wrenching dreams


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