This Song Isn't About Sarah Waxberg

I can't remember the last time I thought I could read minds
Not a talent but a burden, and I don't deserve it
Just don't think it rude
It's not you; it's you and your friends
At least I'm not stuck home alone again

And I'm not home
And I'm not alone, but I'm over

The goosebumps spelled out in Braille on your back
All the times you said you quit
And all the times you fell back into
The same nasty habits affixed in your jaw
Call it chemistry; call it whatever you want
And all the people I loved yesterday and will love tomorrow
I love them the same today, so don't expect an apology

And you won't see it until it happens
And it won't see you until you're over it

So until then, happy Valentine's day...