Another lonely night another meaningless fight another missed point of why we shouldve worked out so instead of sitting here to pout im gonna go out drinking so many bottles liquer mixing the dark with clear and i drank something blue too the rim was covered in sugar and i hoped it would make me forget you but it didnt leaving the club in a daze but me finding the door is like a blind rat trying to find its way out of a maze how did i get here how did i get home why am i naked and not alone i guess you end up with more questions when you look for answers in a bottle