I got addicted
to your strong
jaw
drowned in the
deepness of your voice
drunk on your lips
and now you're
distant...

And
distant is the
worst way
to be

Everything's
all ****** and
I just need your
arms.

But I feel like
during the
time we talked
and saw each
other
was just the
tide coming in
for the last
time.
And as the
moon pulls you
away from
me I have
nothing to do
but think of
what I did
wrong and sip
on some
captain Jerry
hoping she'll
pull my drunk
*** a favor
and bring
you back.