Am I made up of glass? Do you see straight through me? Do you not want to be what we once talked about? I'm losing it, I'm losing it for you This is like a different tune And I'm so in love with you I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself I keep cutting

Losing him was blue like I'd never known Missing him was dark grey all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met Loving him was red Burning red But loving him was red (Burning it was red) Loving him is like driving a new

Before we go too far Bring your love on back to me Stop this insanity How did we ever lose our way? And try to say love is a losing game We were lovers And the best of friends Sometimes the lover Can be angry 'till the end

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

Blow our soul away Well I'm scared of my reflection Is it mine or is it yours? And I swear I hear the knockin' But there's no one at the door. Don't think I'm losing my perspective Cause I know one thing for sure They've been watching, they've been

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

I'll tell you about it some time, the time we left I'll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast We've been stuck out here in the hallway for way way too long I'm at a loss, I'm at a loss I'm losing grip, the fabric's ripped Go

I'm not sure if I should show you what I've found Has it gone for good? Or is it coming back around? Isn't it hard to make up your mind? When you're losing and your fuse is fireside I can't explain but I want to try There's this image of you and I And it

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky