like a sign telling us to start. you said you liked the way that lenny loved you, and you loved the way that dylan broke your heart. you like the feeling of a new beginning; it's more familiar than anything you've known. it's probably just the whiskey talking. do you know if you're ready? you said you never were a firm believer in anything except your current state of mind. you change colours like canadian seasons, and i never stay in one place for too long. but it's true, when we we're introduced, i never felt so good, i never felt so true. tonight i will drink you away and all that i want to say. she's a drug and i'm fucked up on her. i tried to smoke you out: your face and my sense of doubt. your eyes remained but they looked away from me. so i stumbled by your house with fire on my breath and i stood there wishing you would still let me in. this heavy handed grip won't let your memory slip. she's a drug and i'm fucked up on her. your ghost still haunts my bed. your hairs have turned to threads and all i have these dreams of you and me. so tonight i will drink you away and all that i couldn't say she's a drug and i've had enough. you be the motive, i'll be the gun that we hid in the closet drawer. you be the darkness, i'll be