[ Featuring Jake Gyllenhaal ]
Yes, George, run to your work
Hide behind your painting
I have come to tell you that I am leaving because I thought you might care to know
Foolish of me, because you care about nothing
I care about many things
Things - not people
People, too
I cannot divide my feelings as neatly as you, and I am not hiding behind my canvas
I'm living in it
What you care for is yourself
I care for this painting
You will be in this painting
I am something you can use
I had thought you understood
It's because I understand that I left
That I am leaving
Then there's nothing I can say
Is there?
Yes, George, there is
You could tell me not to go
Say it to me
Tell me not to go
Tell me that you're hurt
Tell me you're relieved
Tell me that you're bored
Anything, but don't assume I know
Tell me what you feel
What I feel?
You know exactly how I feel
Why do you insist
You must hear the words
When you know I cannot give you words?
Not the ones you need
There's nothing to say
I cannot be what you want
What do you want, George?
I needed you and you left
There was no room for me
You will not accept who I am
I am what I do
Which you knew
Which you always knew
Which I thought you were a part of
No
You are complete, George
You are your own
We do not belong together
You are complete, George
You all alone
I am unfinished
I am diminished
With or without you
We do not belong together
And we should have belonged together
What made it so right together
Is what made it all wrong
No one is you, George
There we agree
But others will do, George
No one is you and
No one can be
But no one is me, George
No one is me
We do not belong together
And we'll never belong
You have a mission
A mission to see
Now I have one too, George
And we should have belonged together
I have to move on
