We Do Not Belong Together

DOT:

Yes, George

run to your work

Hide behind your painting

I've come to tell you I am leaving

Because I thought you might care to know

Foolish of me

Because you care about nothing

GEORGE:

I care about many things

DOT:

Things—not people

GEORGE:

People, too

I cannot divide my feelings up as neatly as you

and I am not hiding behind my canvas—

I am living in it

DOT:

What you care for is yourself

GEORGE:

I care for this painting

You will be in this painting

DOT:

I am something you can use

GEORGE:

I had thought you understood

DOT:

It's because I understand that I left

That I am leaving

GEORGE:

Then there's nothing I can say, is there?

DOT:

Yes, George, there is!

You could tell me not to go

Say it to me

Tell me not to go

Tell me that you're hurt

Tell me you're relieved

Tell me that you're bored—

Anything

But don't assume I know

Tell me what you feel!

GEORGE:

What I feel?

You know exactly how I feel

Why do you insist

You must hear the words

When you know I cannot give you words?

Not the ones you need

There's nothing to say

I cannot be what you want

DOT:

What do you want, George?

GEORGE:

I needed you and you left

DOT:

There was no room for me—

GEORGE:

You will not accept who I am

I am what I do—

Which you knew

Which you always knew

Which I thought you were a part of!

DOT:

NO

You are complete, George

You are your own

We do not belong together

You are complete, George

You all alone

I am unfinished

I am diminished

With or without you

We do not belong together

And we should have belonged together

What made it so right together

Is what made it all wrong

No one is you, George

There we agree

But others will do, George

No one is you and

No one can be

But no one is me, George

No one is me!

We do not belong together

And we'll never belong—!

You have a mission

A mission to see

Now I have one too, George

And we should have belonged together

I have to move on