This Song Isn't About Sarah Waxberg

I can't remember the last time I thought I could read minds 
Not a talent but a burden, and I don't deserve it 
Don't think it rude 
It's not you; it's you and your friends 
At least I'm not stuck home alone again 

and I'm not home 
and I'm not alone, but I'm over 

the goosebumps spelled out in Braille on your back all the times you said you quit and all the times you fell back into the same nasty habits affixed in your jaw 
call it chemistry; call it whatever you want 
and all the people i loved yesterday and will love tomorrow 
I love them the same today, so don't expect an apology 

and you won't see it until it happens 
and it won't see you until you're over it 

so until then, happy Valentine's day...