I tried to call you again
Pull the situation
From the rut that we'd hit
I love to ignore the signs
Play the fool, turn a blind eye
I don't like to quit
Am I romantic or wrong
Love's not simple as songs
I may be a masochist
Can't help but wonder at night
When it's me and my mind
Lord, I'm sick of it
I've looked for love in all the wrong places
Lost my shoes in the mud three times this year
The truth is all this time you were faceless
It's the idea of you that I loved my dear
I sure as hell ain't no mage
Can barely write on a page
Without succumbing to doubt
My mind's twisted and shot
Curled and tangled in knots
You had me stuck in a drought
I begged, I crawled, and I cried
Swore I could never survive
Without you as my right hand
Seems I'd fallen for naught
Gave you more than I got
I'm left to stand in the sand
I've looked for love in all the wrong places
Lost my shoes in the mud three times this year
The truth is all this time you were faceless
It's the idea of you that I loved my dear, oh lord
It's the idea of you that I
Oh well I guess that I'll regroup
Wipe my brow and clean my shoes
Living for two just ain't that fun
When it's clear you're the only one
No metaphors or allegories
Will be comforting and warming
Just one path to peace of mind
I need some time
I've looked for love in all the wrong places
Lost my shoes in the mud three times this year
The truth is all this time you were faceless
It's the idea of you that I loved my dear, oh yes it is
It's the idea of you that I loved my dear