Piss drunk at the crack of noon. All I told you was I'd be there soon. You don't have to keep tabs like I do, or like I've been.
I can stop myself. Turn my head and look at anyone else. Your voice is softer now, I'll eat the flame and spit hell back in your mouth.
I had to stop myself. The only thing I knew to bring you back and keep you well. Are you doing fine? Just stop me if my fingers start to get out of line.
Don't untie me now. I'd give it all up for a day at our house, playing risky games. With your heart on the line, with my sanity.
It's not really dead, you just found other ways to get around my head.
And it's the softest thing, when I can feel you're here, but I cannot see.
I had to stop myself, couldn't take the waiting so I blamed it on my health.
I don't need someone else. A man can dream but I'll never be this close.
You left my head a mess. I'm alone and pissed.
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