Used to twist on a twin bed And grapple with the grief Unsure if I trashed the truth Or butchered my belief I could call me a cab Run up another tab But I think I'll stay Work and sleep have been thin And high street line seems so far away Watch me go back in time Let me say I'm alright I've been doing okay But not always at night Open a bottle of wine Turn off my open sign Kick out the last thoughts left From this lonesome dive Then I'll go back in time Then I'll go back in time Untangle these knotted laces Soften up the glare Nothing works like it used to Except my favorite chair How many times have I fit Like a first aid kit In an old junk drawer Bandage and tape covered up Cuts and scrapes that I don't feel anymore Watch me go back in time Let me say I'm alright I've been doing okay But not always at night Open a bottle of wine Turn off my open sign Kick out the last thoughts left From this lonesome dive Then I'll go back in time Then I'll go back in time