I Guess I Was Wrong

My memory hangs on a thread
And I can't reach it anymore
My arms have grown weary
Excuse me, Ineed to rest on the floor.

I read your name in the morning news
Past clippings have found their way to my wall
With stories and photos I thought I understood
But I guess I need to stop reading into things.

The coffee tastes worse and worse each day
And the bike built for two I got is of no use
I tried to ride it by myself
But it will never ride right without you.

And the days fade together like ecstasy
The mornings are boring, I can't drink coffee for two
I thought I had this whole things down
But I guess I was wrong.

Fads are so boring, gossiping has gotten old
The papers' lies have made me so bitter
More bitter than the coffee I make in the morning
The coffee meant for two.

And they all talk and talk like there's no tomorrow
Or as if though I don't have ears
Like I'm just a ghost of who I once was
Maybe I've just lived in the past for too long.

And the stories all fade together like ecstasy
They all are boring, none are that original or true
I thought I got the gossip thing down
But I guess I was wrong.