The Audience

I've got meat and greased under my skin
And I sleep just fine on my melatonin
You're not here, I don't care
You're not here, and I can't make you be

There's a honey bee lodged deep in my ear
And it's where I envy, but I don't want to hear
And you're not up, I don't care
You're not up, It wasn't meant to be

Will you even remember
Who I was before the audience?
Who knew what I was thinking
When I still couldn't tell you

So, I've located all the nearest escapes
And I'm hoping that way this way doesn't break
Almost there, I don't care
Almost there, that's what they're telling me

Will you even remember
Who I was before the audience?
Who knew what I was thinking
When I still couldn't tell you

So, my back will twitch
Like a dissected fly
'Til you tell me why
I've been climbing so high
You were here when you were
It was good, why couldn't we just be

But, I still couldn't tell you
It's true, will you even remember
Who I was before the audience?
Who knew what I was thinking
When I still couldn't tell you