We Do Not Belong Together

DOT:
Yes, George
run to your work
Hide behind your painting
I've come to tell you I am leaving
Because I thought you might care to know
Foolish of me
Because you care about nothing
GEORGE:
I care about many things
DOT:
Things—not people
GEORGE:
People, too
I cannot divide my feelings up as neatly as you
and I am not hiding behind my canvas—
I am living in it
DOT:
What you care for is yourself
GEORGE:
I care for this painting
You will be in this painting
DOT:
I am something you can use
GEORGE:
I had thought you understood
DOT:
It's because I understand that I left
That I am leaving
GEORGE:
Then there's nothing I can say, is there?
DOT:
Yes, George, there is!
You could tell me not to go
Say it to me
Tell me not to go
Tell me that you're hurt
Tell me you're relieved
Tell me that you're bored—
Anything
But don't assume I know
Tell me what you feel!
GEORGE:
What I feel?
You know exactly how I feel
Why do you insist
You must hear the words
When you know I cannot give you words?
Not the ones you need
There's nothing to say
I cannot be what you want
DOT:
What do you want, George?
GEORGE:
I needed you and you left
DOT:
There was no room for me—
GEORGE:
You will not accept who I am
I am what I do—
Which you knew
Which you always knew
Which I thought you were a part of!
DOT:
NO
You are complete, George
You are your own
We do not belong together
You are complete, George
You all alone
I am unfinished
I am diminished
With or without you
We do not belong together
And we should have belonged together
What made it so right together
Is what made it all wrong
No one is you, George
There we agree
But others will do, George
No one is you and
No one can be
But no one is me, George
No one is me!
We do not belong together
And we'll never belong—!

You have a mission
A mission to see
Now I have one too, George
And we should have belonged together
I have to move on