Kindness, You’re killing Me

Kindness, listen to me
You've got me terribly wrong
This woman you speak of
Does not exist
I'm neither golden nor fair
I often sit alone in my chair
And stare off into silence

How can I be all that you say?
I know me a different way
You retreat when I reach
For you have consciousness
To know that hearts pretend
And mine may lose its way
How can I be all you confess
And be sick with loneliness
What is it you stand to gain?

I'm neither great nor grand
I'm only here as I stand
Am neither no more or less than I be

Kindness can't make sense of you
I'm tired sick and blue
I'll stay in bed for weeks

Some want rings
Some want flings
Some want everything
I don't dare to dream any longer