On my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by

Where will you go now? Is it true now? Killers done found this touch a long time ago Had to walks hours before I found this new kind of road Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blown But I came out with a light that blind at then end

If I can't bring you to my house I'll bring my house to you So come on hitch your wagon Water and electric and a place to drain the septic Any KOA is A-OK as long as I'm with you To the living room I'm draggin' It don't matter where we go We'll never be

And I know what's on your mind God knows I put it there But if I took it back Well you'd be nowhere You'd be nowhere again In my cold arms Weekend wreckers take the streets With abandon in their eyes But in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beat

Sitting here waiting on you, Goddammit! Packing up, my hotel room, I planned it Different in my head when I thought of love I'm looking at the shimmering stars above And everyone reminds me of you, and Everything that we've been through, damn! Everything

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

Creating dreams from a broken past It tears a hole and sucks you dry If you know secrets tell me now Creating dreams, let the worlds collide Escape the void and feel alive Don't have any answers but I'll survive Here in my room I'm behind the wall I'm

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

This is his love 'Cause this is his body Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution This is his body Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough