I'm bored with my day, so go out for walk
Meet a man on the streets and i just start to talk
Explain my dilemma about you leaving me
Or was it the other way i never looked to see
I see you in her like a ghost in the wind
Pressing me softly and stirring me up again
He looks at his watch like he has some place to be
But what's more important than listening to me
There's something here that wasn't before
An empty space with an unlocked door
This man on the streets just wants to get by
But i keep talking, i keep repeating your lies
Take a quick breath and he looks to leave
Got some change in my pocket so offer some coffee
Just for a minute i got a job to do with my name on it, it doesn't involve you
Heat from the streets is wrapping me up, the sun's falling down
And I'm outta luck
Something better to do than listen to you
That's what you said when you left too
