When you called me up You were high as a kite You thought I was home it was midnight When you told me you loved me I knew you were lying But I wanted to believe That things were alright For once in my life That something was mine Too good to be true You were just passing time So pack up your things and set out to leave Two years in boxes it don't mean a thing All that's left is the bed that we shared On the floor You said you were bored of me You wanted more Then you went away in the back of a car I'd still drive you if I could it's not that far I remember when you said I'm good That you thought I was living Like everyone should So if you changed your mind When you realized Who I really am Well then I'm not surprised Because I've been reduced to some Drunken mess In your eyes I wish I could say I don't deserve it I held you like smoke in the back of my throat Then you left all the same Left me to choke On my pride my fear And my horrible mind In our empty bedroom you told me goodbye So that we could go home to our Separate beds Left a hole in my chest Where you once laid your head So go on I don't need you Your form in my sheets Was a ghost I was chasing but I couldn't keep