Last night I saw you looking
Outside and I was hoping
That I could break through
Your insecurity system
But only broken signals

From a haunted tower
I bought myself an hour
But now
I don't know when or how

Or who will bring you back rightfully
Cold or old or quite spitefully
Maybe the same one
“Who are these people anyway?”
Who writes a sad song these days?

I heard a faucet dripping
All night, a heartbeat skipping
The words
Lip syncing a caution song

You know who I saw
When you shot me down last night
Down on a moonbeam
A guitar string, Johnny Armstrong
You could have warned me
You should have told me
What I should have known