What If It Was You?

i'll get lost, messed up and bored when i'm alone too long.
i can't sleep, function or eat when i'm not with someone.
late last fall, he ended it all and moved to who-knows-where.
just like that, he vanished and packed and never even called.

do you feel a certain sense of synergy between yourself and me?
a kind of macabre and somber wonder-twin kind of harmony?

what if it was you?
you that i needed all along.
i felt like a fool,
kicking and screaming and pretending we were wrong.

let's get wrecked on pop tarts and Sex and see the Taj Mahal.
let's save birds from P.William Sound and skateboard through the mall.
let's fight crime with mangoes and limes and join the PGA.
let's win big with every spin but hurry, i can't wait.

do you spend a fortune on those late-night prepaid television scams,
in search of the perfect blend of steak knife and non-stick frying pan?

what if it was you?
you that i needed all along.
i felt like a fool,
thinking we were completely wrong.

it seemed like a dream;
a beautiful screen;
that echoed forever,
and made us not afraid to feel a thing.
and after it ends,
we'll try to be friends,
they say that what doesn't kill us makes us who we are.

all this time and everything's changed but i still feel the same.
all good things eventually end and get washed down the drain.
what a disaster it would be if you discovered that i cared,
a little too much for friends but not enough to share.

what if it was you?
you that i needed all along
i felt like a fool
now that i'm sure that i was wrong.
it had to be you.
it had to be you.
it had to be you.

i knew it was you.