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.