Thinking about old times   Thinking about the things we said   All the worthless games and lies   I'm looking at myself   And the mirror's unkind   You're inside my mind   And you're outside my eyes      And I'm looking for something   That's real in my life, something true, yeah!   And I'm looking for something to hold on to   But I guess it won't be you      Thinking about   Thinking about   Thinking about you all the time   You're on my mind   But this song is not for you      Of all the things I could've done   I walked right out the door   Left like a loaded gun   Into the street   And these new days drag on   Through the long afternoon   I'm smashed and Flintstones are on TV      Repeat      Yeah well sometimes I wake up round midnight   With you wreathed around my skull   Like a halo of lies most of the time   And I'm in denial coming down from the ceiling   I was just your stepping stone   You burned out all my feelings      Chorus out