Sword fight in the ballroom of my mind
So I wrote a sonnet on the wall
With just my eyes, I called it
Sword fight in the ballroom of my mind
If I had a hand in my own death
Will I simply tear apart my chest
And rip out my bleeding heart
Maybe death give me one
Of those fresh new starts
Wouldn't recommend drinking
When your love is gone (x4)
And so I hide beneath my bed
Invisible monsters after my head
What they want from me, I don't know
Better give it to them, so they will go...
Wouldn't recommend drinking
When your love is gone (x4)
I'll be drying in the bathtub
With a bottle for the pain
Drunk on whiskey
Watching my toes slip down the drain
Called a number on the TV
To see if I can be saved
But the man at the hotline
Sounds a little more depraved
When he says...
Oh he says!
Wouldn't recommend drinking
When your love is gone (x12)
(Invisible monsters after my head) (x4)
She's gone, she's gone for good
She's gone, she's gone
And is all so good...