I’m staring out into that vaccum again
From the back porch of my mind
The only thing thats alive
I’m all there is

And I start attacking my vodka, stab the ice with my straw
My eyes have turned red as stoplights, you seem ready to walk
You know I’ll call you eventually, when I wanna talk
Til then you’re invisible.

Cause theres a switch that gets hit and it all stops making sense
And in the middle of drinks, maybe the fifth or the sixth
I’m completely alone at a table of friends
I feel nothing for them.
I feel nothing, nothing

Well, I need a break from the city again
I think I’ll ship myself back west
I got a friend there, she says, “hey, any time.”
Unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent
she’s under no obligation to indulge every whim
And I’m so ungrateful
I take,
she gives and forgives
And I keep forgetting it

And each morning she wakes with a dream to describe
Something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind
I said “I’ll trade you one for two nightmares of mine
I have some where I die,
I have some where we all die.”

I’m thinking of quitting drinking again
I know i said that a couple times
And I’m always changing my mind,
well, i guess i am
But theres this burn in my stomach and theres this pain in my side
And when I kneel at the toilet
And the mornings clean light pours in through the window
Sometimes I pray I don’t die
I’m a goddamn hypocrite

But the night rolls around and it all starts making sense
There is no right way or wrong way,
you just have to live
And so I do what I do and at least I exist
What could mean more than this?
What would mean more?
Mean more?