I don't want nothing from younI just want to be your friendnThough my conversation is clumsynand you've more time to spendnI can't call it a finalenBut I do guess this is this endnI was hurt there for a heartbeatnbut now there's nothing much to mend.nnIf I don't see you in the alleynOr meet down the bednwhere It's nice and familiar out therenin a world that's yours to inventnthe world is yoursnthe world is yoursnthe world is yoursnnI need you in my slippersnI don't need you in my songsnI don't need your voice wrapped in whispersnpushed up against my tonguennI don't need you in my kitchennWith your belt loop around my thumbnI just want to be counted namong the lucky ones nwho love youn'cause I'm afraid I already donand I fear I need an excusenOh I fear I need an excusenBut I'm never against younI'm never against younI'm never againstnnMy name's a page I'm turningnand I sit here by myselfnwhere one day I'll be returning nthis one book back to the shelfnand leaving it there for someone elsennCause I don't want to sing about lovenand I don't want to think about deathnTake a look at me nownHere I go againnnDon't look at me nownDon't look at me nownDon't look at me, look at me, nownn