When you called me up
You were high as a kite
You thought I was home it was midnight
When you told me you loved me
I knew you were lying
But I wanted to believe
That things were alright
For once in my life
That something was mine
Too good to be true
You were just passing time
So pack up your things and set out to leave
Two years in boxes it don't mean a thing
All that's left is the bed that we shared
On the floor
You said you were bored of me
You wanted more
Then you went away in the back of a car
I'd still drive you if I could it's not that far
I remember when you said I'm good
That you thought I was living
Like everyone should
So if you changed your mind
When you realized
Who I really am
Well then I'm not surprised
Because I've been reduced to some
Drunken mess
In your eyes I wish I could say
I don't deserve it
I held you like smoke in the back of my throat
Then you left all the same
Left me to choke
On my pride my fear
And my horrible mind
In our empty bedroom you told me goodbye
So that we could go home to our
Separate beds
Left a hole in my chest
Where you once laid your head
So go on I don't need you
Your form in my sheets
Was a ghost I was chasing but I couldn't keep