The first part of the song can be summarized as follows--we all have friends who come to us and dump their problems, right? That awkward moment when the best bud just HAS to get something out there...and a part of you really does care, but a larger, more cynical part of you just wants him/her to...shut up!

Second part--on the other hand, we all end up doing the gut spilling at one point, eh? And either you know the person doesn't care, or you think that they care when really they're just reflecting the sentiments expressed in the first verse.

A big thanks to Madaro for letting me use his original track here. I added some strings and a descant piano line, but largely left his song untouched. This is why the melody seems slightly hampered, because i wrote the lyrics to an existing song.

THIS IS ONLY A TRIAL MIX as is my usual custom, i take feedback from you people and work it in to the next version. Pitch issues, i know, and a few little snags with the loops and whatnot used...and for the next version i am planning on laying down another vocal track for harmony sake.

Lyrics are as follows.

"when you told me yesterday
about the way you really feel
blindsided i went on my way
could that have been real?

Do you only cry at night
when the shades are down and your door shut tight
i know there's more you would like to say
But i made an excuse and slipped away

And you know that it kills me
Everything that you tell me
I feel like screaming
"I dont want to hear!"

And i know you gotta tell me
The things that kill me
You gotta get it out in the air

Your under the delusion
In your state of seclusion
That i can somehow relate to your fear

Yet the more you tell me
about the way that you feel
I wish i had the nerve to make one thing clear--

I don't care.
I don't want to know
When the walls close in
Why is it to me you go?"

"When i told you yesterday
about the way i really feel
light hearted i went on my way
Thanks for letting me be real

Yeah, i only cry at night
When the Shades are down and the door shut tight
There's so much more i would have liked to say
But your unexpected appointment got in the way

And i know that it kills you
All of my pain's, they fill you
You feel like screaming
"I dont want to hear!"

But i gotta tell someone
And it might as well be anyone
I gotta get this stuff out into the air

I'm a walking intrusion
In my state of confusion
Can't you somehow pretend to relate with my fears

Yet the more i spill to you
The more it kills you
and i know you hate to wipe all of away my tears

You don't care
You don't want to know
When the walls close in--
To who else will i go?