Do these words mean the same thing they did last month   Or last week   Or yesterday   Tired of waiting for their meaning to match mine   For the illusion to shatter, my daydream to end   When all the songs have a familiar ring   And seem to scream ‘I know your name, I got your number’   Well then you’ve heard it all, so play it again   The same sweet nothings, the same unattainable promises   I stay so still, I breathe so softly   Hope you won’t notice that I’m gone before you planned   And I took my heart off my sleeve but the stain remains   The tag reads: dry clean only