I tried in vain to drive myself insaneI talk to myself but I don't listenI found out what I was missingI miss talkin
g in the darkWithout you, I'm not conversationalWithout the sense of the occasionalWithout you, I miss talking in the darkW
hen the barking and the biting is throughWe can talk like we're in love or talk like we're above itWe can talk and talk until
we talk ourselves out of itI look for the news, somebody to abuseI look at myself but it's so chancyI see things that I do
n't fancyI miss talking in the darkWithout you, I'm not conversationalWithout the sense of the occasionalWithout you, I mi
ss talking in the darkWithout you, I miss talking in the dark