Lyrics

All the pills and all the vodka you drank
Cannot rectify or compensate
For all the hours I spent lying alone
Before I realized you weren't coming home

And when your bloodshot eyes grow full of tears
Know that I felt this way, all these years
And if you try to follow me, I cannot say another lie and tell you
"It will be ok,"

And when the sun comes out from way beyond those hills
Your body will lie still
And as you lay there in your prostrate, quiet pose
I will lay with my eyes closed

It's only as bad as you make it seem
And no amount of other men can give you back your dream
Because this nightmare has this quality that means
to last
And I don't think it'll end

Because this nightmare has this quality that means
to last
And I don't think it'll end