Walked past a gas station tonight
Thought about setting myself on fire
I'd buy a lighter at the counter
Gasoline bath
Become a funeral pyre
What I've been doing it ain't living
With you always on my mind
Walk the snowy streets of Brooklyn
Knowing I need more than time to get over you
Where have you been
How do you feel
What do you see
Does the distance make your heart grow fonder
Do you spend time thinking of me
Baby I'm here
Baby it's me
We're not two puzzle pieces force fit
We're a lock and a key
I went to a couple of meetings
Lots of people pass on through
Trying to stay sober the whole weekend
Chain smoking cigarettes
While I conjure visions of you
Public tears are my M.O. now
Can't put them out like a cigarette
If you were near it would be easier
Tears of joy mixed with tears of regret
Where have you been
How do you feel
What do you see
Does the distance make your heart grow fonder
Do you spend time thinking of me
Baby I'm here
Baby it's me
Baby I fucked up at listening
Baby it's real
Baby believe
We're not two puzzle pieces force fit
We're a lock and a key
Baby I'm here
Baby it's me