I think I was drunk,
Or nearly there for a while.
I don't remember everything I said,
But I remember your smile.
I don't remember what song was on
As we read the Missed Connections.
We laughed at the ads
And looked in different directions.
Well it's okay.
I was joking-
I didn't really mean it anyway.
No, it's okay. I don't think less of you,
Couldn't if I wanted to.
We'll go our separate ways.
And I'll see you at the next show.
I'll smile and say hello,
But I'll try, I'll try to avoid you.
I buried the thoughts and tried not to notice.
I felt so healthy and I talked for so long.
No it's okay.
I was joking-
I didn't really mean it anyway.
It weighs on my conscience, it calls me.
They call me at 5am every morning.
Well if I knew how to hit,
If I threw the perfect fit,
I'd tear it all off the walls.
And if I knew what you wanted,
I'd call you.
There are haunted rooms in this house.
(well, you should know.)
They wrap me tight in the cold cold night when I,
When I go.
I'm so sorry to leave.