It’s been so long, now all the songs

I wrote to you pile up into

A monument of lows and highs and lows

And all those times you messed with me

It seems you got the best of me

For you remain the place my mind will go

Drug Dreams

Alas, they are a thing it seems

You shape the landscape of my dreams

And let me know you hurt me deeply

And let me know I’m not yet free

I met a man at a ball, he was handsome and tall

And had your air of casual disregard
And when we danced into dawn to the silliest songs

He took my hand into his as a start

And man, was I on the hook

When he gave me that look

Of not quite seeing me, not quite hearing me

Not quite caring to know what’s underneath

Not quite getting me, not quite letting me in

He kept me close with ease

And all those little notes and cues

That kept me on my toes with you

He handed me in passing and with skill

So there was little doubt that there was

Little to be found for me but pain
And yeah, I kind of craved him still