I Never Thought The Day Would Come When I
Would Be The Poison In The Pen I Use To Write
You Said You Were Alone In Somewhat Of A Nervous Tone
I Guess It Was The Blank Look On Your Face That Was Easy To Replace

So Then I Went And Drank Myself Into An Idiot All Through The Night
Recounting All My Paranoid And Selfish Thoughts But I Was Right

I Made A Space For You Inside My Soul
And Let My Feelings Kill The Part That I Control
So Part Of You Was Me, Neglectful Maybe Cold It Seemed
Despite Having The Wounds We Both Imbibe, The Scars Are
Somewhere We Can't Hide

I Then Stayed Up For Two More Years Just Thinking Of The Sacrifice You Made
Indifferent To The Reason So Apparent In The Pain
I Polished Off Another Drink And Taught Myself To Numb And Drift Away
For One More Night So I Could Justify The Day

So Now I Entertain The Thought Of Going On All Alone
But You Are All The Life I've Ever Known

I Swear One Day I'll Get It Back Something That Is Already Dead And Gone
Again I See The Trumpet Player Looking For His Song
Don't Worry I Won't Follow You, That Part Of Me Is Learning To Let Got
What Was A Space Is Like A Cancer In My Soul