Telling lies. 'Cause I gope it gets to you. You said we're through. Now when I rise. People calling me on the phone. They want to know what's going on. I don't want to. I just want to go. Summer nights. We were sprawled out on the bed. Two lovers we were kids. Well, it's been nice. Guess I'll see you 'round sometime. Maybe at the morgue. I don't want to. I just want to go. I just want to go. I went down to our old place. Called your name but you were nowhere. This is where we used to talk. You were it now I know it. I know it.