I'm not worried about being a fool in front of you
I've planned your leaving a million times over
I even have the date of the last time I'll see you
But I'm not all that sad; I seek comfort in knowing that like me you are a poet and poets don't forget the things that made them feel so much
You've done so much good for me I'm not sure how I wont be able to think of you and be filled with joy
Although there is a part of me, no matter how big or small, that loves you,
I know you may not be the last one
Because you helped me see that there was much more than the last man I gave my heart to.
And if there's someone more than him who says there can't be more more than you.
Unless you are the last one; I guess I wouldn't really mind that either.

Momma tells me not to get drunk
She says it's an ugly sight
Not because of the overhead lights
But because it's night.

Everytime I drink, I break down
I become someone who cries
Someone who starts being sad.
The saddest thing is
I know that that's the real me.
Someone who drinks tears mixed beer
And talks about loneliness
As a long time companion,
Someone who has had enough time
On Earth.
I really wish that wasn't the real me.

Im all alone in this world
No one to share my tears
My love My pain
I have all these secrets
Parts no one will know again
I shared them before
Ive learned thats a mistake
They will leave
He will take his hammer and shatter your heart
Your secrets spilling out where everyone can see

I've lost my mind
but no one will know,
cause I've got a mask
that let's nothing true show...