Well it's late at night
There's nobody around
Just the sounds of the cars
Upon the asphalt ground
It's the waiting time
When the hours grow still
I gaze on through the glass
Inside my windowsill
Though I know that you must be
Somewhere in this world
In this place where at birth
You and I were both hurled
To think that we once were relating
Is a thing that has almost grown foreign to me
It's a bad sight
Such a terrible waste
To spend your time talking
In such bad taste
It's the same old line
Though it's not you I blame
It's your teachers and television
That you put to shame
The night's lasting longer
Because I've filled my head
With the things I could have done
And the words I could have said
But in truth I was only spectating
And that's a permanent part of reality
So many rude lines
So many petty crimes
And you don't feel a need
To apologize
Tonight is the time
That you stick in my mind
But from now on I won't become
Vandalized
Now the room's started filling
With the dawn's early light
And the end has arrived
Of this long night
I turn off the television
And I hit the bed
While your shade is still haunting
My ever vulnerable head
And there's no use
In trying to compromise
When the kindest things we say
Are when we tell eachother lies
But it's time I should quit my complaining
And behave with a little more dignity
So many rude lines
So many petty crimes
And you don't feel a need
To apologize
Tonight is the time
That you stick in my mind
But from now on I won't become
Vandalized
