Dreamt ******* about you last night
Doesn't it hurt being with someone when you're missing me?
Or maybe you only miss me when Jack Daniels reminds you
Of what we were
Of what I am to you
Whenever I hold another man I close my eyes as tight as I can and try to imagine your scent, to get as close to you as possible

It's sick isn't it?
How pain will lead me into the arms of someone else
But at the end of it all
Although I care about this man

I wish it was you every time I wake up in the morning