Napkin

Darling can't you see They wouldn't care less if you leave Lo and behold, you wither with the sun You'll break yourself pieces They'll take one each as a souvenir Just to lose it in a short while Handwritten letter, scribbled on a napkin Only one pair of eyes has read them If I'm honest, I'm never truly honest with anyone but myself Cobblestones, windows open on a stormy day Should call them back But what else is left to say Hey I'm better, just got a lot on my mind Should've of let you know long ago If I'm honest, I'm never truly honest with anyone but myself Honestly, people do better when I'm not around Who stands under a cloud before downpour