You haven’t been around for a couple days / and I won’t pretend to understand why I’m feeling this way / A combination of no obligations, a relief / and a sinking thought like I’ve got something just out of reach / You must wonder what’s going through my mind besides the alphabet, counting to six and prehistoric times / Sitting on the couch because I want to be alone, barely able to express myself aloud when you’re at home / Adjusting to having to think about more than myself / is not so simple for me, and I know you can tell / I never once considered that I might rather be alone / Tell me you didn’t tell your mom we’re not getting along