We're in good company Is a pretty girl sitting next to me Kissing up on me, and I got a spot waiting on you Yeah, the only thing missing So B.Y.O.B, it means bring yourself over, babe Got what we need to make good vibes, good times And a damn good memory

And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?

It’s hard staying sober when I’m getting over you It’s hard staying sober when you ain’t staying over It’s easy getting messed up on the truth It’s hard standing here watching taillights disappear Why you think we all smoke? It’s hard to the leave the

Keep soaring Keep song-writing My recovery In my recovery I’m a soldier at war I have broken down walls In the sound of the sea

Trampled down below Holes begin to pierce the sky Light that falls the gathering of lies Deceive destroys and overgrows As all becomes In time you will know Morning sun Shines its light Blinding the truth

Til I remember lending softer ears to my lungs And maybe if I hold you now, would you hold me now? Sometimes it ends too soon We're getting older too Night falls We're covered over now We're getting older And I don't want to sleep

Is this love, is this love, is this love We'll share the shelter, of my single bed Is this love that I'm feelin'? We'll be together, with a roof right over our heads I, I'm willing and able So I throw my cards on your table I want to love you every day

Keep me closer, I'm a lazy dancer, when you move I move with you The rest of the ride is riding on you Over goodbyes we'll buy some place For wishing you could If the fire's out baby, How you gonna keep me warm? Supposing you let me, with the door wide

Just another microcosm somewhere in the ether Putting a world to rights with Bing Crosby eyes Oversharing and its bitter aftertaste Exactly the wrong time in exactly the wrong place Save it for a rainy day Baby, you go hard in the paint It's just another

We're in good company Is a pretty girl sitting next to me Kissing up on me, and I got a spot waiting on you Yeah, the only thing missing So B.Y.O.B, it means bring yourself over, babe Got what we need to make good vibes, good times And a damn good memory