“How could you joke at a time like this?”

I think that all you really ever wanted was a reason to complain

Those are your words, not mine

If you walk out that door in disgust

I guess there’s nothing more to discuss

And if there’s anything you taught me

Before you left:

Birds don’t sing;

They just fall from the sky

Leave them to a crawl,

No one ever tells you why

That’s just how they say goodbye

Don’t read my stories and the words I’ve penned

Don’t listen to the references

To things you might have actually said

Because those are my words, not yours

As far as I’m concerned, it could’ve been a lot worse

I wasn’t trying to avoid the confrontation

“She isn’t crying; she’s just making conversation.”

Birds don’t sing.

They just fall from the sky

Leave me to a crawl and no one ever tells me why

That’s just how they say goodbye.