You're never here.

It’s like I saw the Moon

and hoped of the night we would lay together

And see those stars shine for you.

While, maybe, you sat by your window with her or some another,

And used the Moon to lit up your room,

And maybe you used it to the things you do.

So, what makes you so detached?

What makes you all assholes?

What makes it so hard to fall in love?

Maybe I just think too much.

And I am sick and tired of your lack of morals,

And I am sick and tired of all of you,

You all come in like the most harmless animal,

Then prove how human are you!

I am done thinking you are the one,

Cuz from there, I have met 22 more Yous.

It’s like we jumped off the plane,

And you wore a parachute,

I always failed to be on the same page,

But you all, always found a new whats-her-name.

You are like Santa Claus,

You are the sliding set, and I am the one that falls,

You are the Good Guy, You are the God,

You are the Tooth Fairy, You are illusion.

You are everything that’s not there, imagination.