At a table of friends
With a dream to describe
And I start attacking my vodka stab the ice with my straw
"Hey anytime!"
You seem ready to walk, you know I will call you eventually
I'm thinking of quitting drinking again
What would mean more?
I got a friend there she says
And it all starts making sense
I'm all there is
And it all stops making sense
I know I've said that a couple times
She's under no obligation to indulge every whim
I feel nothing, nothing
And I'm so ungrateful, I take she gives and forgives
I feel nothing for them
Oh oh oh, oh oh
What could mean more than this?
And when I kneel at the toilet and the morning's clean light
I have somewhere we all die
For two nightmares of mine
I'm a goddamn hypocrite
The only thing that's alive
Unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent
And each morning she wakes
My eyes have turned red as stop lights
But there's this burn in my stomach and there's this pain in my side
And I'm always changing my mind
When I wanna talk till then you're invisible
Well I need a break from the city again
I think I'll ship myself back west
'Cause there's this switch that gets hit
Well you just have to live
But then night rolls around
In her beautiful mind
Something lovely that bloomed
There is no right way or wrong
Well I guess I am
Maybe the fifth or the sixth
I have somewhere I die
Pours in through the window, sometimes I pray I don't die
Mean more?
And in the middle of drinks
And I keep forgetting it
And so I do what I do and at least I exist
I'm completely alone
I say I'll trade you one
