I wished upon a star,
and wondered where you are,
as all the stoplights are flashing by me,
passing by me.
This is the last nite I'll be home,
the last time I'll be alone,
and everyone is running by me,
running from me.
Time has passed me by,
and I cannot face
another day alone, and I've replaced
all the empty spaces on my own.
I crawled around the floor
and fell right out the door,
the glasses falling all around me.
They're falling on me.
Another show has fallen through,
another lonely nite with you;
the fucking story's still repeating
and my ears are bleeding.
Life has passed me by,
and time is moving on
without my half-glazed eyes being gone
and tonight, I'm waking up alone.
I don't want you to follow me home,
'cause all my insecurities
and all of my inequities
will leave me on my own.
And I'll try to breathe through
every single day I've been around,
as every chance that I have taken
has ended up with my eyes shaken off,
and I'm still alone.
It's a car-crash,
and I'm not alive.
I didn't survive through my last ride.
I wished there,
upon your star,
that this will be the last time I will breathe you in
tonight.
Crawl away from the wreckage you have made,
and bring me back to life.