What You Won't Hear

A black coffee stain
Can't hide the pain
It's plain
To feel the way you stepped inside but brought in with you the rain

What did you do to
Make me unforget you
It's true
I remember how to make you come but you hardly ever come through

It was totally unfair
When you put my hand there
I swear
I'd burn my map and hope to find myself getting lost in your hair

I knew it wouldn't last
A repeat of the past
Quite fast
You come, come and go, and I know that both boat and vote have been cast

Just how many more chances
Do I give your advances
To bait and switch
You wait and ditch
Off to pursue another few of your tried and true black and blue artistic romances

If you find comfort in your skin
I'd like to be your kin
I know you're kind
You blow my mind
But what you won't hear is a promise to appear next year when you decide you want me again

Let's clear the air: play fair and learn to speak of what you seek
In a lover, a friend or a partner
I could probably be what you want of me, but, you see, I don't know what that is