You don't see so I don't show you. You don't ask so I don't say. You don't feel so I don't feel you. You don't know me and I don't know you. I don't know you. I don't give because you don't take. We still stay and we still fake it. I don't cry and you don't cry and I don't care and you're too busy. We laugh sometimes too, but I don't know you. You saw your mother's love fade and I my father. She found it in another man, mine another woman. We watched it fall apart and eventually die. Now, as we fall apart we wonder why. I don't know you.