People keep asking me why I do the things that I do And as we lie side by side I’m telling you: I want to figure it out.
I am not scared of anything… But spiders And sharks And graveyards.
I walk into The autumn of our days With stage fright And an indifference to our separation,
It terrifies And releases me.
I could be your greatest love, Or I could flatten into nothing.
The milk could go off, I may forget my lines, And we can hang from the highest point
(knowing you’re afraid of heights), But it is the fear of Dying alone -
And maybe we fall in love to Have something to do.
Maybe I don’t need to Figure it out.
Maybe I should Sleep alone tonight.