I spent the day left up alone
You either fell asleep or forgot your phone
I forgot how I'm supposed to function on my own
I've been living out old cliches
If love and drugs both feel the same
Well who the hell am I to go against the grain
It only gets me high if I'm getting something out of it
But what does that make me
I'm only half alive
Most days I'm just waiting for the next one
And you're tired of waiting... but wait
Just one more thing
Before the conversation gets dull
Before the curtains close
Before you let me go
(If I stayed I'd be the last one to leave)
You will always be everything