These nights alone just pass me by, but the days they don't
And the months won't
The sun and I are weary of opening the window
Except for a smoke
And in my dreams I was sure you'd call me back
But now it seems that when you leave I'm alright with that
Alright with that
The other day when I ran into you with that guy
Sigh sigh sigh
The part that hurt the most was how I didn't phase you
Like I wanted to
Just wish we'd written letters like we said we would
And I knew I should
But now it's just another empty space, another rancid taste
For you to add to your collection
And in my dreams I was sure you'd call me back
But now it seems that when I dream it's not of that