To You and Me

Yeah I might be a son of a [bad word] but I still don't get why you just won't call me back
at night I just can't sleep so in the afternoon
all I want to do is nap
and there my mind can wander aimlessly and always end on you
until the daytime sleep takes over - let me guess - to dreams of you
i guess all this time and space and quiet between us makes me feel alone
your arm must be so [bad word] tired cause you just can't find the strength
to pick up the phone
so i tell myself that it's alright, i understand
that we've had enough between us, we can still be friends
then i picture you, wandering through your day to day
all the things you see, all the words you say
and so, to you and me, i have a drink
alone.