I don't always talk
I swear it's not personal
I just don't always want to talk
I swear it isn't your fault
I'm not building a wall
I just don't always get involved
And it's obsolete like a VCR but it's all that I can afford
When the easiest thing for you to be is too hard to be you start looking for doors
I don't always cry
But when I do it's at night
When all the manliest men are asleep
And all their women and kids
Inhaling carcinogens
Asking God why don't you love me
You're invisible like the stereo waves filling up the museum
Bouncing off the walls, announcing last call
I swear they're there but you just can't see 'em
There's a little boy playing with his toys in the trailer house down the street
He admits his sin to his imaginary friend, says I'm sorry will you please forgive me
My mother cried the day that my grandma died, and my dad's been on my mind here lately
So if you ask for me to talk to you more I'm sorry if there are spaces in the places my words should be
I don't always talk
I swear it's not personal
I just don't always want to talk
I swear it isn't your fault
I'm not building a wall
I just don't always get involved