I went to the post office And I waited in line and I waited in line And I waited in line and my letters got stamped And I paid in quarters and I got back 4 pennies and a nickel And I did not think about you at all, at all I did not think about you at all And at the supermarket I bought lots of grapefruit Although I hate grapefruit, I bought tons of grapefruit And the woman at the register Now that I think back Had the same color hair and the same kind of smile But I swear all the while The I did not think about you at all, at all I did not think about you at all How could I When the world is starving And everyone's carving everything to bits? How could I When between my job and this band and my bed Nothing else fits? So I went home And except for listening to your records And reading that book you gave me And going through your records And sleeping on the wrong side of the bed And dreaming you were still here And waking up sweating And crying in the shower And reading your letters again Except for then And I did not think about you at all, at all And I did not think about you at all, at all And I did not think about you at all, at all I did not think about you at all