You think he’d notice that I never wear gold
You think he’d notice my feet are always cold
You think he’d notice I bought that new chair
Will he remember we’re going somewhere?
You think he’d call me when he’s on his way
Perhaps he’s remembered it’s Valentine’s day.

Now every birthday he gives me a plant
If he remembers—sometimes he just can’t.
So I’ve tried to give him a nudge 
Send him a web page of something I’d love
Some times I wonder if he’s just lazy
Cuz on my birthday I get another daisy.

Ain’t incidental the clothes that I wear
The books I read—the length of my hair
(Not accidental I often wear jeans
Can’t he interpret what that means?)
The puzzle pieces make up who I am—
Why can’t I find me a sensitive man?

You think he’d notice no one ever calls  him
You think he’d notice the walls are really thin
You think he’d notice often men look at me
You think he’d mind if I just tossed one my key?
In this climate, the ice is so thin
You think he’d notice the trouble he’s in...

Ain’t incidental the clothes that I wear
The books I read—the length of my hair
(Not accidental I often wear jeans
Can’t he interpret what that means?)
The puzzle pieces make up who I am—
Why can’t I find me a sensitive man?

You think he’d notice the tone of my voice
You think he’d notice I don’t have a choice
He should know by now I don’t like to shout! 
You think he’d notice the fires gone out
Doesn’t he see the look in my eye?
Perhaps he’ll notice if I don’t say good bye...