It’s been an age since I last spoke to somebody.
Just pottering about the house,
A visit to every room and looking at
Well
Nothing.
I can’t remember why I walked into the toilet
And I don’t know why I gaze into the fridge,
Bite after bite
Day after day.
I’m so fat, I’m so lonely
Can I speak anymore?
Can I relate?
What am I doing?
I would like to sleep, I would like to dream
I would like to mean
Something.
I’m so tired
Just a rest, a rest from
Everything.
I don’t even know what I’m saying
I don’t even know what I feel
I don’t know what I’m trying to do
I don’t know if I’m trying anything.
I just don’t know.