I google you Late at night when I don't know what to do I find photos you've forgotten you were in Put up by your friends I do, I do, I do
I google you When the day is done and everything is through I read your journal that you kept that month in France I've watched you dance
And I'm pleased your name is practically unique It's only you and a would-be PhD from Chesapeake Who writes papers on the structure of the sun I've read each one
I know that I should let you fade But there's that box and there's your name Somehow it never makes the pain Grow less or fade or disappear I think that I should save my soul And I should crawl back in my hole But it's too easy just to fold and type your name again I fear
I google you When I'm all alone and feeling blue And each shred of information that I gather Says you've found somebody new And it really shouldn't matter Ought to blow up my computer But instead I google you
