drink in my hand

i left you a note on the table

i hope it finds you well

i hope you don't hurt like you did

'cos i'd just blame myself

and i know it's for me

that i'm out on these streets

bleeding nightly for these people i meet

but it's you who i long for when i cannot sleep

it's enough

it could drive me to drink

and i

i am almost nowhere

and i'm getting there fast

and you

you're the hope in my cold stare

you're the drink in my hand

and i picked up your broken

your tears

you said you weren't busy enough

i still don't know why you need me in my broken down luck

with each second that ticks your voice rings in my ears

and the memories flood back from all of our years

and i tell you it's ok