It's not a good place to start, when you're falling asleep.
A week has passed, and a pack a day doesn't help.
Well, it's been a week, and "smoking's gay,"
But so is this, so anyway, I'm the only one standing in shower,
And since you never called, I'll rinse this all away.
Another drop of water rolled down your skin and hurt my eyes.
I'm tired of seeing these mirrors,
Because I'm aware that something's wrong with me.
I'd guess my goal is to see how long I go without missing you.
But then another candle was blown out, and another fight began.
I'm convinced that solid ground's calling, but all I hear is sand.
And then the music stops. And I don't know what to write.
I've figured something's wrong, but I won't call you tonight.
This overwhelming feeling of loss controls my head,
It surfaced my body, and I don't know what you said.
Still, I've found another way to bury it in my brain.
But I don't know what to do to rinse this all away.
So fall asleep, and forget me, and let your memories run.
They fall out and decay, like another useless tooth.
Was the surface tougher than you thought?
I've figured something's wrong, but I won't call you tonight.
