tilt your glasses steep   and drain them if you're like me   filled up with apathy   worn out, accepting defeat      concur if you're at home   and you're getting drunk alone   in front of the tv   stone-faced and falling asleep      and smile 'cause this one's for you   and the trouble you've gotten into   the darkness you're still working through   and the dialogue that's haunting you      i'll tell them what they'd want to hear   i'm an expert, i've done this for years   they say hurt people just keep hurting people   but i've made my bed and i don't want to sleep in it      come back, keep me alive   i won't touch you, but look in your eyes   and just lay there, my own separate side   honey, stay here, just slip into my arms