procrastinating bits (a lemony stroke)

Songs my laptop sings to me:

If I could talk I'd tell you
If I could smile I'd let you know
You are far and away
My most imaginary friend

Elly says she's heard this song more in 9 months living with me than in the previous 24 years of her life. What can I say? Lemonheads are my favorite candy, but I only like this song.

Songs I sing to my laptop:

Oh Tennessee, what did you write?
I come together in the middle of the night.
Oh that's an ending that I can't write, 'cause
I've got you to let me down.

I want to be forgotten,
and I don't want to be reminded.
You say "please don't make this harder."
No, I won't yet.

What does all of this mean? That I have 40 more pages to crapulate, and my laptop and I are developing a very close relationship.

My roommate to me:

You talk way too much
You talk way too much

Me to my roommate:

Now we're out of time
I said it's my fault
It's my fault

Can't make good decisions
It won't stop
I can't stop

and both of us to The Woman:

Give me some time, I just need a little time
Give me some time, I just need a little time
Give me some time, I just need a little time
Give me some time, I just need a little time

You talk way too much
You talk way too much
It's only the end
It's only the end as you know it...

"You're not supposed to say that
you taught me too much"
Is this how it ends?
Is this how it ends?