Woorden: Butch Walker. Sycamore Meadows. Ships in a Bottle.

Now everybody sleeps
But I haven't done that in the last few week or so
And yeah, I know the remedy
But they ran out yesterday

I can't refill anything
Specially my heart, specially my brain
If I could bottle up this mess
I would do it all again

And I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if I'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again, miss it again

Just wanna walk away from the ashes
And take the fact that I got burned
And baby, let you know I'm still standing
If you miss it again, miss it again, I'm around

And you, you live down the street
And I watched you through the windows
Draped with sheets so white
And yeah, he looks a lot like me

Is it a comfort or coincidence?
Coincidence that's everything
Specially my eyes, specially my clothes
Does he move you inside out?
Baby, I don't wanna know

I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if I'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again, miss it again

Just wanna walk away from the ashes
And take the fact that I got burned
And baby, let you know I'm still standing
If you miss it again, miss it again

All the times we fought about, you never said a word about
We were just becoming ships inside of a bottle
Breaking down, sails falling off, trying to stay afloat
Inside a place we can't survive, are we breaking down?

I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if I'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again, miss it again

Just wanna walk away from the ashes
I can take the fact that I got burned
And baby, let you know I'm still standing
If you miss it again, miss it again, I'm around