you know me less and less –
the more I say the less you
say, the less you care, the
more I give up, I give up,
I give up.

And I’m sorry if I haven’t
tried hard enough to
make you understand,
to make you try at all
but it’s exhausting and
gets me nowhere and
you don’t change, and I
can’t change or forget
or get over it – probably
ever – so I give up, I give up,
I give up.