I Do So Have a Sense of Humor

Following me out of the city dump with the birds east of St. Claire,
I make one mile and you cancel it out.
It hurts me to know that you're still around.
I'm a long distance runner with world record splits,
but I don't know how long I can keep up like this.
Please remember that I never said
when you hung in there we'd still be friends.

I know that you've got a big heart
because it has a place for the hearts that you tear apart.
You left me, dear, but you want it both ways
so you keep calling up with nothing to say except:
"Oh now, it's time to try some more!"
But we don't try anymore, not that way.