Heaven and hell are only a few days apart
A hint of light on the horizon of a Wednesday night
Upset when you couldn’t steal my glances
I’ve heard stories about you, I think I’ll pass
The darkness was fading a week later
More people decide to show
And I’m hitting on anything that’s not nailed down
A pitcher and a half on an empty stomach
I’m feeling no pain and my ego is awake
Making new friends I won’t care about later
Trying to get myself a piece of the Shocker
I feel the warmth of you next to me
So I grab you and we do a little dance
Late night munchies are in order
Mark is driving for Jesus
And I still have my buzz
We sit down and I feel your warmth again
I make a little joke at your expense
I didn’t want you to move away
You send me a note and we talk for hours
I’ve never felt this comfortable so quickly
I can’t wait to see you again
North Beach Saturday, six drinks in an hour
Hundreds of women and all I can think of is you
I still keep that note in my phone
The dawn comes on that Monday night
You, two friends, and a bottle of razz
Polished off in under an hour
Hot tubs are an aphrodisiac, true story
You were on my lap and you felt amazing
The evening was downhill from there
The fantasy of every guy isn’t one of mine
You three in the corner and me left alone
What else to do but pour myself some shots
Two girls leave, one guy arrives, not a fair trade
I feel you again, and I’m in heaven
I think I’ve found the perfect girl
Liquor and nobility is not a good combination
They made me refuse your embrace
Now you don’t want me anymore
Perfection has faded into pain, so I run away
Get lost on a route I’ve traveled 500 times
And piss off all my friends
How did everything get fucked up so fast?
It may be a fluke I can’t drop something so good
I can’t stay away despite all the hurt
Phone calls good morning and good night
Texts telling me I’m missed
I’ve never felt more wanted in my life
It’s been a week since I’ve seen you
We say we’ll hang out and you change your mind
I feel your interest waning and that worries me
The sun is starting to set on Monday afternoon
I know you’re seeing someone else who you like more
I didn’t care until you chose him over me
Two fucked up Mondays in a row
But at least I see you on Tuesday
A week apart feels like too long
All I want to do is hold you
All you want to do is sleep
I can’t tell if you’re tired or if it’s me
A drunken call I don’t remember making
You’re so pissed you all but ignore me
I hope the dusk hasn’t come
The words of a song have never hit so close
It started off with a kiss, how did it end up like this?
Mr. Brightside explains it all
I shouldn’t be affected in this way
Two steps forward, six steps back
Heaven and hell are only a few days apart
