Nothing Happens For A Reason

I was living long before you were.
I live to help you, and still your own way you prefer.
You shrug your shoulders, I retreat to mine.
Open the paper, and as you read me line by line.

Overreact to nothing, because nothing sinks in.
A dam of cheap distractions to hold your grief in.
Though pools of guilt will stagnate,
they will never reach the brim.
Overreact to nothing, because nothing's sinking in.

If you can hear me, nod or give a sign.
I had the last word, can I redo it one more time?
I'll keep my distance, I'll keep my sanity.
I'll keep my distance, because you'll never see me...

Overreact to nothing, because nothing sinks in.
A dam of cheap distractions to hold your grief in.
And pools of guilt will stagnate,
but will never reach the brim.
Overreact to nothing, because nothing's sinking in.