Easy Confidence

What's this at my feet?
It's hungry, un-fed fantasies.
No, I don't want to talk.

The rain is coming down in sheets.
I'd call you, but you're gone at the beach.
Anyway, I don't want to talk.

Your words of splendor and eloquence
Silver coated phrases of decadence
My heart is buried under the weight of your easy confidence.

I waited for your package to come.
It got delayed then never showed up.
Now I don't want to talk.

Waited at the station for hours
You said you'd meet me there, but instead you sent flowers.
No, I don't want to talk.
I don't want to talk.

Your words of splendor and eloquence
Silver plated phrases of decadence
My heart is buried under the weight of your easy confidence.

The dark peace of solitude has it's own beauty, I suppose
But so do you.
No I don't want to talk.

I don't want to talk.