Good as Gone

Everything I say is immaterial, immaterial, oh Everything you say is so ethereal, I have your letters pinned on my board You used to say I took the words so serious, now I'm serious, oh I'm changing now, but I know its too late for it, now I pay for it on the floor I'm too late for it Now, I pay for it I beg you to talk, but now you're as good as gone I got up and walked, now I'm a lonesome clown Everything we say is immaterial, immaterial, oh We both look like we're at a fucking funeral, I miss the usual "I don't know" I've never lost somebody who was meaningful in an evening-full, oh I hate to see the feelings aren't mutual, but now I pay for it on the floor I'm too late for it Now, I pay for it I paved the way for it Now, I pay for it I beg you to talk, but now you're as good as gone I got up and walked, now I'm a lonesome clown Oh, is this forever? Is this forever? Oh, is this forever? Is this forever?