I wrote you a name And collected letters off the pavement Cut right through my days Graying things that we've avoided ♪ Maybe I could stay Collect my thoughts, your words, your phrases Just in case it rains Patch the roof to save the Sunday ♪ I'm not fooling anyone ♪ Take these little pains Build them up into an arsenal When you go away You were never mine to keep here ♪ I'm not taking things too well ♪ Make something good, just spit it out Just sit here 'til the clock runs out What are you going on about? Make something good, just spit it out Just sit here 'til the clock runs out What are you going on about? Make something good, just spit it out Make something good, just spit it out What are you going on about?