I left you a note on the table, I hope it finds you well
I hope you don't hurt like you did, 'cause I'd just blame myself
And I know it's for me that I'm out on these streets bleeding nightly for these people I meet
But it's you who I long for when I cannot sleep
It's enough it could drive me to drink
And I, I am almost nowhere and I'm getting there fast
You, you're the hope in my cold stare
You're the drink in my hand
