I yell until my vocal chords near wreckage,

forcing him onto the couch for another night.

I'm alone in the cold bed again,

watching the piano gather more dust

but he doesn't know

 

Dishes continue to pile in the sink 

I sit and talk to the face inside my drink.

Like the red sea, over the last year we parted.

After all my nit-picking, our tree-like love has rotted

but he doesn't know

 

All I want is a smile on his face,

All I want is the warmth of his hands 

All I want is him to carress me like before

All I want is him to know how much I love him

but he doesn't know

 

So maybe I'll try harder tomorrow

maybe I won't scream so loud

maybe I won't push him away

maybe I'll learn to accept all he is

and maybe he'll know I love him.