I set all my regrets on fire 'cause I know I'll never take the time to unpack my missteps and call all of our friends. I figured they would take his side.
I make the bed, just not that well. Your name comes up a lot when I talk to my mom. I think she can tell.
I was out on the town, so I came to his window last night.
I tried not throw stones, but I wanted to come inside.
Then I caused a scene, thinking he might have needed a reason to smile, but what have I done?
There's no one to keep me warm.
So maybe I should put up a fight, and learn to live with all the stupid shit I've been doing since '99.
And I know that I could be more clever, and I know I could be more strong, but I'm waiting for the day he'll come back and say "Hey, maybe I should change my mind."
I drink a lot, I'm not sure if that's new; but these days when I wake up from a night I forget, I just wish that it never came true.
I knew there'd come a day, when all was said and done, everything I was is everything but gone. All my big mistakes are bounding off your wall. The bottles never break, the sun will never come, so come on, let me in, I will be the sun. I will wake him up. I am who I was, but if he would just open up his heart,
I know I could be more.
