Текст: Ben Folds. Gone.

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 drop 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, and I will consider you gone

I wake up in the night
All alone and it's alright
The chemicals are wearing off
Since you're gone

The days go on
The lights go off and on
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, then I will
Yeah, I will consider you gone