I went to the post office  And I waited in line and I waited in line  And I waited in line and my letters got stamped  And I paid in quarters and I got back 4 pennies and a nickel  And I did not think about you at all, at all  I did not think about you at all  And at the supermarket  I bought lots of grapefruit  Although I hate grapefruit, I bought tons of grapefruit  And the woman at the register  Now that I think back  Had the same color hair and the same kind of smile  But I swear all the while  The I did not think about you at all, at all  I did not think about you at all  How could I  When the world is starving  And everyone's carving everything to bits?  How could I  When between my job and this band and my bed  Nothing else fits?  So I went home  And except for listening to your records  And reading that book you gave me  And going through your records  And sleeping on the wrong side of the bed  And dreaming you were still here  And waking up sweating  And crying in the shower  And reading your letters again  Except for then  And I did not think about you at all, at all  And I did not think about you at all, at all  And I did not think about you at all, at all  I did not think about you at all