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i don't understand why you have to always be gone. i get along but your trips always feel so long. and i find myself trying to stay by the phone, 'cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone. but i feel like an idiot, workin' my day around a call. and when i pick up i dont have much to say
i find myself just filling my time with anything to keep the thought of you from my mind. i'm doing fine and i'm plannin' to keep it that way. you can call me if you find that you have something to say
tired of sittin' and hatin' and making these excuses for why you're not around, and feeling sorta useless. it seems that one thing has been true all along, you don't really know what you've got till it's gone. i guess i've had it with you and your career. when you come back i won't be here.