A sparkled glaze settles secretly   On the streets and fields whilst you sleep   In a ghost town chimes the midnight hour   As the chill takes grip of me   I drive back home in a calm distress   Although there’s nothing really waiting there   Except a bottle and an empty bed   And a few more stale cigarettes for me      I’m feeling like a lost cause   A pointless waste of skin and bones   The more I need you darling   The more I push you further from my arms      Well isn't love a pain sometimes   So intricate and agonized   When it's longing isn't consolded at all   With her body and her mind   Stirring every sense until   Provoking chemicals that will   Skulk into my brain tonight   And make me feel something positive again      I’m feeling like a lost cause   A pointless waste of skin and bones   The more I need you darling   The more I push you further from my arms