Zelda

Showed you my teeth in anger when you left

Been barely a week, you're moving on to someone better

Now all of my friends are calling me "old friend"

And every new street just looks like a dead-end

But it helps me to think

Maybe you are listening

Now

Well, I couldn't tell the waking from the dream

Thought I saw you last in plastic-covered angel wings

I bury my face in black until it ends

The weight of your shadow hovering over my bed

But it helps me to think

Maybe you are listening

Now

Now

Now

Now