Bottle on the table, I'm not always kind
Wrote a note addressed to no one,
Left for somebody to find
I wish we tried to hold her,
Should've kept an open line
I'm imagining again,
It's past my bedtime

I know better than cold goodbyes
Mm
I still make-believe them sometimes
Mm-mm

Look at all these people,
Do I have to play tonight?
Used to know what landed well for me,
But now it's hard to find
In the hay, I am the needle, therе's a hundred blinking eyes
Proving citiеs
Are for lonely deer in headlights

I come up for air too few times
I
I can't get it right, can I?
Mm-mm

And you don't mean to bother,
But there's something on my face
It's the subtlest expression,
I should change it just in case
The questioning starts coming
In half-hearted show of faith
Now the aliens are asking if I'm okay

I am far out, I'm by the shoreline
I'm
I, I live there in my spare time
I
Know better than cold goodbyes
I
I still make-believe them sometimes
Mm-mm