“i felt my fingers stretch out like kite strings to show you some sort of
reasoning.  but the spool ran out just short, and my frame was finally
crumbling.  i tried to show you love, but it would never come out right.  i was
always too damn drunk, and you were always so polite.  i’m sorry i couldn’t be
the one thing that you need.  i felt my tongue weighed down like concrete, when
i opened my throat to speak.  but the words fell back in urgency, and shattered
all my teeth.  i tried to show you love, but this will never be the same.  i
will never be enough, and you will always be in pain.  do you still sing
coldplay all alone?  do you still drink and drive on the road?  do you still
miss me when i’m gone?  do you still listen to our favorite songs?”