Twelve

Clara, listen
To the man who's on the phone
Please don't leave me here alone
I make you cry; you ask me why
I'm not trying to be cruel
I've just always been a fool

I walk the Earth, I see the sky
I'm not a good man, but I try
I live your life, I breathe your air
Don't try to tell me I don't care

Don't even try to say I'm heartless
'Cos even now I still have two
I live a solitary existence
And I try to keep my distance
But I can't keep away from you

Older, colder
That reflection is not me
That angry face is all I see
Now look closer
All my feelings I will hide
But I'm still the same inside

But maybe I don't have to be the good guy
Maybe I'm just the madman passing by
Or so I'll say, just for a while
I'll swallow words and force a smile