Another one done, left me bruised and alone,

Heart on the floor, but I guess that's home.

Light up a cig – nah, fuck it, the whole pack,

Til my lungs turn to ash and I don't look back.

Bartender, pour up, pull me out of this mess,

Drown all the memories, leave no address.

Tomorrow a new girl will wake in my bed,

But she won't love me – and I won't care, dead.

Who am I kidding? I know who I am –

A jealous boy with a heart in a jam.

I say I want true love, but it lasts a minute,

A flicker, a ghost – then I'm back at the beginning.

I try to blend in, but I stand out too much,

Different wavelength, can't seem to touch