Return to sender
written by my good friend Daniel Cavanaugh


I'm writing your name
in invisible cursive,
awaiting the day
you will come back and say,
'i want you.'

I'm smelling the scent,
that remains on my pillowcase,
awaiting the day
you will come back and say,
'i love you.'
but that's not the case.

because you say,
you write,
you hold me tight
with meaningless intentions.

and you say
you're right
and i'll hold you tight
in desperate affection.


and I'll write your name
on paper i'll never send,
awaiting the day
you will come back and say
'forgive me.'
forgive me.

because you say,
you write,
you hold me tight
with meaningless intentions.

and you say
you're right
and i'll hold you tight
in desperate affection.

and you're receiving in the mail
my heart in a package that says
'return to sender.'

I already know

i may not be as pretty
i may not be as smart
but please don't you forget
that she broke your heart

dont tell me you miss her
i could care less
dont tell me you miss her
then i feel worthless

i dont want to be your number two
i dont want to feel not good enough for you
i dont want to be compared to her
i know what i feel, for you its a blur
and that's not cool with me

dont settle for me
i'm no one's second best
if she came back to you
would i be your regret?

do i not have that-
whatever it is
am i supposed to make her jealous
a fill-in-for-now for practice

i dont want to be your number two
i dont want to feel not good enough for you
i dont want to be compared to her
i know what i feel, for you its a blur
and that's not cool with me

so make up your mind
or ill leave
first could you answer these questions for me

am i your damn number two?
am i not good enough for you?
if shes all that you want
why screw with my head?
why am i with you now?

actually, please dont tell me,
i already know