she says forget what you have to do
  pretend there is nothing
  outside this room
  and like an idea she came to me
  but she came too late
  or maybe too soon
  I said please try not to love me
  close your eyes, I'm turning on the light
  you know I have no vacancy
  and it's awfully cold outside tonight
    the rain stains the brick a darker red
  slowly I'm rolling out of her bed
  the rain stains the streets a darker black
  I dress my face in stone
  because I can't go back
    I feel her eyes watching me
  from behind the curtain of her hair
  and she says I'm sorry
  I didn't mean to stare
  I say I think I really have to go now
  but oh baby, maybe someday
  maybe somehow.