Without Me

I with out you,
Is the day,
Lovebirds sit,
on opposite sides of their cages,
dreaming of divorce attorneys.
I with out you,
Is the day it gets dark at 4 o' clock,
On mid summers eve.
I with out you,
Is a talk radio station,
Where they talk in whispers.
I with out you,
Is the lonely man,
sat unnoticed in the dark corner,
of the lonely hearts Annual get together.
I with out you is,
All my hangovers at once.

I with out you is,
The man,
The girl that nobody wants to kiss,
Won't kiss.
I with out you is,
Bad news on the first day of spring.
I with out you is,
A dirty shop window displaying,
Unwanted engagement rings.
I with out you is a thousand Valentines Day cards,
Being returned to sender.
I with out you,
Is a million true stories,
All with unhappy endings.

I with out you,
Is empty buses passing empty bus stops,
On over crowded roads.
I with out you is every tree that died,
To make a losing lottery ticket.
I without you,
Is the last gasped breath of Autumn.
I with out you is the bachelor post person,
Dreaming of Delivering Dear John letters.
I with out you is the stars that no one see.
I with out you,
Is as black,
as the dark side,
Of you with out me.