The Luxury of Losing You

I might be gone tomorrow, but I’m on my way tonight,

Without you, I’m the wind blowing wild and free,

Though, you once said you’ll follow me anywhere;

Your eyes tell me you don’t even care,

I know I can’t change you, it hurts more than you know.

Let’s be lonely together.

I might be here tomorrow, but I’m invisible tonight,

Meeting at the bottle, you’re poison laced with desire,

I’m running away my dear carrying my cross and all my fear,

I must figure it out without you;

Though you’re the “high,” I cannot live without.

Let’s be lonely together.

I won’t come, now or any longer,

The buzz has worn off,

I realized my hands were tied but not tight enough,

The glorious adrenaline rush was my constant flatline,

Once did I try to tear it all down, now it is far too late.