I went to the post office

And I waited in line and I waited in line

And I waited in line and my letters got stamped

And I paid in quarters and I got back 4 pennies and a nickel

And I did not think about you at all, at all

I did not think about you at all

And at the supermarket

I bought lots of grapefruit

Although I hate grapefruit, I bought tons of grapefruit

And the woman at the register

Now that I think back

Had the same color hair and the same kind of smile

But I swear all the while

The I did not think about you at all, at all

I did not think about you at all

How could I

When the world is starving

And everyone's carving everything to bits?

How could I

When between my job and this band and my bed

Nothing else fits?

So I went home

And except for listening to your records

And reading that book you gave me

And going through your records

And sleeping on the wrong side of the bed

And dreaming you were still here

And waking up sweating

And crying in the shower

And reading your letters again

Except for then

And I did not think about you at all, at all

And I did not think about you at all, at all

And I did not think about you at all, at all

I did not think about you at all