Cull the cardboard from the fort
I don't love you anymore
Lift each penny, the structure
Twice a season, I try and declutter
I sift the sediment from the rocky grave
I can tell you when I stopped feeling the same
I mailed the remnants to a friend
Wrote a phony name in the return address
I don't care anymore
Thrift shop, Goodwill store
I don't care
Or need it anymore
Mark the hours by my meals
Each decision's got me dragging my heels
Speak in only past tense
Shoulder to shoulder and shaking our heads
I don't care anymore
Thrift shop or Goodwill store
I don't care
Or need it anymore
(Hey, um)
(Sorry if you're sleeping)
(I have some good news for you, so)
(Um, I'm gonna go to sleep now)
(But, uh, I was hoping to hear your voice)
(Thinking of you)
(Have a good night)
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