Poison rain and yet I stayed Dreamed of days and times that were fantasy made, All the signals But that was me, He loves me But he loves them more you see
Drifter, let's talk about the drifter just a temporary fix and you can always predict, Drifter, let's talk about the drifter I can smell his next stop I'm a quitter I can hear the guns drop
Diamond promise that I made Walking on glass, what's the fuss? I know that I had to pay He was a drifter But that I know Maybe he loves me but he loves them more
Drifter, Now I'm a drifter just a temporary fix Can you try to predict? Drifter, now I'm the drifter I can see my next stop I'm a winner It's the past that I drop
um basically that was a song that I wrote one night but I still can't find the perfect melody for it... It's pretty obvious but it's about that person who stays in your life as long as to make you need them and then they drift away they jump into the next relationship the next adventure but you're just kinda there obsessing over the loss of something you actually never had however in the end you drop the pass and you're the one in the strong position you move on