Please Don't Answer Me

I was wondering while you were in the bar with me
Did the candle by you signal a flame inside your jeans?
But please don’t answer me
My drink just became three
And yes, I am scared of what the truth may be
And it feels like I’ve been hit by a motorbike
Sure it’s lonely, but it’s sane and gentle on the brain
I was wondering
Is my name in your book tonight?
Is there a page or two concerning me and you?
Oh, nevermind
But please don’t answer me
I couldn’t bare the weight
You are dumb, dull, and broke
And yet I still feel as if I am great.