It's the tearing sound of love notes   Drowning out the gray stained windows   And the view outside is sterile   And I'm only two cubes down      I'd photocopy all the things that we could be   If you took the time to notice me   But you can't now, I don't blame you   And it's not your fault that no one ever does      But you don't work here anymore   It's just a vacant 3 by 4   And they might fill your place   A temporary stand-in for your face   This happens all the time   And I can't help but think I'll die alone      So I'll spend my time with strangers   A condition and it's terminal   In this water-cooler romance   And it's coming to a close      We could be in the park and dancing by a tree   Kicking over blades we see   Or a dark beach with a black view   And pin-pricks in the velvet catch our fall      But you don't work here anymore   It's just a vacant 3 by 4   And they might fill your place   A temporary stand-in for your face   This happens all the time   And I can't help but think I'll die alone      I know you don't work here anymore   I know you don't work here anymore   I know you don't work here anymore   I know you don't work here anymore   I know you don't work here anymore   I know you don't work here anymore      Sometimes I think I'll die alone   Sometimes I think I'll die alone   Sometimes I think I'll die alone   Live and breathe and die alone      Sometimes I think I'll die alone   Sometimes I think I'll die alone   Sometimes I think I'll die alone   I'd think I'd love to die alone      Just take   I think I'd love to die   Me down   I think I'd love to die   Just take   I think I'd love to die   Me down      I think I'd love to die alone   I think I'd love to die alone   I think I'd love to die alone   I think I'd love to die alone   Live and breathe and die alone   I think I'd love to die alone   I think I'd love to die alone      I think I'd love to die alone