Window Pain

It’s Like I Was Never Even Here. You Stared Right Through My Face Just Like a Window Pane and the Pain Is Crystal Clear. But I’ll Think of You Every Time I Need a Reminder of Being Bored, So Keep Yammering on. Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. Yadda Yadda. I’ve Got a Million Things to Do. One Million Moments Without You. All Without You. Busy, Busy, Busy, as the World Keeps Getting Small. We’re Just Sailing Through the Darkness. We’re the Ships That Face the Squall, but I’ve Got a Million Things to Do. One Million Moments Without You. I’ve Got a Million Things to Do. They’re One Million Moments Without You. All Without You. So I’ll Think of You Every Time I Need a Reminder of Being Bored, So Keep Yammering on. Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. Yadda Yadda. Will I Think of You Every Time I Need a Reminder of Being Bored? Keep Carrying on. Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. Yadda Yadda. Blah Blah Blah