The "F" word - Bad Astronaut

Something always gives

It’s a matter of the time you waste

And here I am out of your focus

It comes down to you

The direction that you choose

The choices in our lives

And you choose to live in spite

Far away from mine

Choose a hundred possessions you’re thankful to own

And those who atone discount all but one

It stands to reason and I can’t be by myself

It makes no difference what I have

I’m by myself

Intrinsic to your world

The benefit of doubt

Check your messages

Through some trivial discord

The code of silence rings

And I can’t recall the why or when

All I remember is now we aren’t speaking

It stands to reason and I can’t be by myself

It makes no difference who I am

It stands to reason and it’s better left undone

It makes no difference what I have

I’m by myself, by myself, by myself

And you won’t call me now