It's my second wave
And I've come to astonish myself
I'm still here
And you are too
Emotionally unavailable to say the least
But excuse my manners
I never meant to discourage
The finite amounts of solutions
You've had for that
The problem you've continued to solve
And here I am
Pouring my mind into your ear
Have I not earned my stripes?
What could I possibly do
To appease the querulous
My answer is one you won't love
And it will drain your tears of life
