My mind was slowly returning from such a state
That had given me a cocktail
Of satisfaction and despair
The bartender was off for the night
And I was left sobbing in the middle of the street
Without a taxi or a bottle to turn to
All I had was the debris of tipping a powerful man with a half empty, under the belt wallet of sleep deprivation and identity theft

Can't I dwell in the beauty of the irony
That the very thing sent to save me
To save us and give us forever
Destroyed the girl you fell in love with

Can't I just dwell in the irony of it
And laugh about the hilarity
For anything else I may do will break me
So allow me to just exist like this for a while