Can’t help feeling I’m old Must be something I’m smoking But my lungs they don’t want rid of you I’m beginning to know My days are numbered With a first thunder that looks like you I hope when I finally go That you will be terrified My confidential queen Dixie ye to u said you’d call and if I called you would answer Now I’m starting at the bedroom wall and my stomach is sick And it really dosent feel like Your the only girl on the pole that’s making me suicidal Wish you’d hold on to me like that metal now I’m out here on my own Got all I wanted Doesn’t mean that much to me When’s there’s a space in my bed An empty chair that is grieving No space for leaving or to cut my teeth I hope when I finally go That you will be terrified My residential dream Dixie ye to u said you’d call and if I called you would answer Now I’m starting at the bedroom wall and my stomach is sick And it really dosent feel like Your the only girl on the pole that’s making me suicidal Wish you’d hold on to me like that metal now Loving is so easy when I’m not with you Love a little easy when the light shines through Never get a minute til the truth runs bare Never be released til I see you there Chorus