Walked past a gas station tonight Thought about setting myself on fire I'd buy a lighter at the counter Gasoline bath Become a funeral pyre What I've been doing it ain't living With you always on my mind Walk the snowy streets of Brooklyn Knowing I need more than time to get over you Where have you been How do you feel What do you see Does the distance make your heart grow fonder Do you spend time thinking of me Baby I'm here Baby it's me We're not two puzzle pieces force fit We're a lock and a key I went to a couple of meetings Lots of people pass on through Trying to stay sober the whole weekend Chain smoking cigarettes While I conjure visions of you Public tears are my M.O. now Can't put them out like a cigarette If you were near it would be easier Tears of joy mixed with tears of regret Where have you been How do you feel What do you see Does the distance make your heart grow fonder Do you spend time thinking of me Baby I'm here Baby it's me Baby I fucked up at listening Baby it's real Baby believe We're not two puzzle pieces force fit We're a lock and a key Baby I'm here Baby it's me