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 can talk like we`re in love or talk like we`re above it
We can talk and talk until we talk ourselves out of it

I look for the news, somebody 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