Thank You

A sullen spent seven years
 Scraping love from the dust that covers your fingerprints
 I sit around and watch the splintering
 Of a trust that i never seemed to have a hand in
 Well maybe it's true i'm barely there
 So easily mistaken for your favorite chair
 Like a perfect and graceful fading
 Well i thank you
 For giving me nothing
 'cause who could be a witness
 Who could have the patience
 You like to sit there in it
 Privileged and indifferent
 You never come around to see my side
 So i don't get to tell you that i'm doing fine
 Monday comes, and monday goes
 You're my faithful, standy-by no show
 'cause who could tell the story
 Sit down and read it to me
 Who'd reveal their memories
 Be the first to say
 Yeah i do see you when you're looking down
 Pages scattered on the ground
 You're the one who tore them out
 You're the one who tore them out
 Yeah i do see you
 Right through
 And it feels too soon to leave you
 Leave you