By Ben Folds
I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know
In the year since you've been gone I've finally let you go
And I hope you find some time to write a note
But if you won't, then you won't
And I will consider you gone
I know that you went straight to someone else
While I worked through all this shit here by myself
And I think that you should spend some time alone
But if you won't, then you won't
And I will consider you gone
I wake up in the night
All alone and it's allright
The chemicals are wearing off
Since you've gone
The days go on, the lights go on and off
And nothing really matters when you're gone
If you think that you feel nothing at all
If you don't, then you don't
If you won't, then you won't
And I will consider you gone