Euphoria, please stay with me
She's got a pack of smokes and a thing for leaving
But I can't be alone right now
I've got sweaty palms and I am shaking
All the plans that I am making
Don't lead to you and for that I'm sorry
Jesus Christ. Allegory
Break into the house for me
She tucks a gun in her waistband
Wish I was lusting for sleep, man
I cannot forget you
(Negatives)
I know that I've been distant and I'm sorry
The silence is discomforting
Knowing the house isn't empty and I'm not alone
Keeps me sane
Most days it's so hard to get out of bed
I still crave the taste of cigarettes
I'm sorry for the night I left