you don't love me

i have heard
too much advice
from lips to toes
months that go
from March til May
and back to
December days/

falling from the weight of your words
they go round and round
and to the floor they pull me
too close
nobody says it but
everyone knows/

and i,
i have heard
too much talk
from your eyes to your ears
from the shadow of your fears
that i sleep with
too many nights i sleep with /

i don't want to run with
empty promises no more
don't come to the door
i won't come back
no more/