Choosing my words carefully   Has never been my strength   I've been known to be vague   And often pointless      But you sure as shit know me   Better than anybody else   And for that in my heart I am hopeful      So I helped you pack your bags   And I folded up your snap shirts   And when you come back   It will already be the winter      If you look at other girls   Working out in the nighttime   I don't mind but I don't wanna know      And these years that I have known you   It's gone and blurred my sense of time   And now I can hardly even recall   What came before this      Letters left on pillows   Messages left on phones   And the postcards in the mail   When we sent them      Cobwebs all collected   Paintings on the walls   Lounging around all day   In a hot pink chenille housecoat      And the secrets that I whispered   In your ear while you were sleeping   You can call to mind   When you're out in the world without me      Oh, the denim king   Oh, the denim king      And I sure as shit do love you   And I cuss because I mean it   And for that in my heart I am hopeful   And these words that I chose I was so careful