I look for you in songs I know to find something familiar. How you always trace the lines on my hand the way an artist does his picture.
I get lost inside the music and I can't help but remember. The way you spoke my name and followed it with forever.

Im in a tailspin. Trapped in the push and pull of your moods. Living in a day dream that I've prayed to god would come true. My flights of fancy are too big to contain. The sound of your voice is so intoxicating.

I'm drunk on you. Stuck on you.
You say that you'll call but you won't. You say that you care but you don't. I've talked myself in and out of this mess. But I can't let go. No, not yet. I'm drunk on you.

I understand the position that you're in. The stakes are high love and you might not win. You have every reason to fear But god I just want you here.

I'm drunk on you and all the lines you threw. You say that you'll be here but won't. You say that you know me but don't. You are the sun, moon, and stars to me. Why can't you see? Why don't you see?

I talk myself in and out of this mess but I can't leave now. no not like this. I'm drunk on you.

You've used up all your sorrys. You've said "I won't" one too many times. I know that this won't help things, but I gotta get it off my mind.
You're looking for your answers in all of the wrong places. Can't you see the worry that we all wear on our faces?
But go ahead and pour a glass of your temporary happiness. Whatever makes you feel better baby. Whatever makes you feel fine. I know you think this will drown your sorrows but please remember that they'll be there tomorrow. Whatever makes you feel better baby, whatever makes you feel fine.

Was this all just a day dream? Is this all just pretend? When I hear you speaking, my imaginary friend. Inconsistent and unruly, breaking hearts with each step. I know I deserve anything better than this.
I'll call out with no response. You will come and you go like curtains blowing through those windows of the house down the road.
I'll go hide while you count to 10 come find me if you can. Here I'll sit waiting for you, my imaginary friend.
I'm a school kid, abandoned and alone. You're the street mice eating the bread crumb trail back home. Bully me with a smile, use me while you can. I'm slowly fading into nothing. I'm your imaginary friend.

My stomach turns through your frame. The image blurs into your ugly face. Time is familiar time isn't right. To catch the angle is to skip the sides and

What they say is the boy fits the grade. To tell the truth he looked a lot like you. I don't trust what suits you fine. Stealing into other people's light

And do Houston it makes no sense. Why you think Id take offense. Don't talk it out you're good with lies. It's the past don't even try.

What they say is the boy fits the grade. To tell the truth he looked a lot like you. On the tongue I bet he feels no pain. What made you seem so perfect for me?

She doesn't say much she just listens to her misery. Peppermint cocoon as Billys crooning 'thirty-three'. She remarks how much she loves tears up her sleeve. Then she fades, records play her perfect elegy.
I say the strangest things when I'm drunk on your name. Spitting cold rain above this place. I'm sitting down upon this stage. I say the strangest things...don't you notice me?
Sticking up for dancers, she has Gypsy blood inside. Flowing into my harp with a velvet undefined. Picking up where I left off, you just let me slide. Then she fades, records play, she doesn't even smile.
And they will say thirty different things about her. She's a *****, she's the sweetest little flower. But I can lie with the best of the best of the liars. She won't live past this stage, she's a filthy cancer.

Staring out of glass to the victims of my past where pieces of them I carried are scattered on the ground. I can't find words to say when I see them on display all falling through the cracks on the driveway to my home. This town gets sort of quiet before the sun's about to rise. The birds start singing telling me they sympathize.
Grab a cup of coffee stare blankly at the tv. Thinking of the person that I used to be. These walls that surround me I spent ages creating I thought they would protect me but they've just made me lonely. There's safety in numbers and I don't wanna do this on my own this is my one last ditch effort to prove that I belong.