Talking In The Dark

I tried in vain to drive myself insane
I talk to myself, but I don't listen
I found out what I was missing

I miss talking in the dark
Without you, I'm not conversational
Without the sense of the occasional
Without you, I miss talking in the dark
When the barking and the biting is through

We could talk like we're in love
Or talk like we're above it
We could talk and talk
Until we talk ourselves out of it

I look for the news, someone to abuse
I look at myself, but it's so chancy
I see things that I don't fancy

I miss talking in the dark
Without you, I'm not conversational
Without the sense of the occasional
Without you, I miss talking in the dark
Without you, I miss talking in the dark
Without you, I miss talking in the dark
Without you, I miss talking in the dark
Without you, I miss talking in the dark