And I see the way you look When you think I'm not looking forward That I'm lying in a trap of scared assumption It's a certain kind of sickness A wrong turn of conversation A kiss on the trembling hand of our love And you could barely drive when I said: I don't fucking care anymore I don't see the point of lying for What I am only tearing apart And you could barely speak When I saw your reflection in the windshield Fall in a space I know too well That I am not your comfort anymore God, won't you please stay with me? Won't you please live with me? I can't survive without your touch Of gentle persuasion Of rested assurance Of finding a home and having it finally stay And I see the way you look When you think I'm not looking forward And you could barely drive when I said: I don't fucking care anymore I don't see the point of lying for What I am only tearing apart And you could barely speak When I saw your reflection in the windshield Fall in a space I know too well That I am not your comfort That I am not your comfort anymore Anymore