Tilt your glasses steep
And drain them if you're like me
Filled up with apathy
Worn out, accepting defeat
Concur if you're at home
And you're getting drunk alone
In front of the TV
Stone faced and falling asleep
And smile 'cause this one's for you
And the trouble you've gotten into
The darkness you're still working through
And the dialogue that's haunting you
I'll tell them what they'd want to hear
I'm an expert, I've done this for years
They say hurt people just keep hurting people
But I've made my bed and I don't want to sleep in it
Come back, keep me alive
I won't touch you, but look in your eyes
And just lay there, my own separate side
Honey, stay here, just slip into my arms