Late at night I've been feeling nervous
Thinking thoughts and I swear they're not my own
Late at night I've been hearing noises
Heard a voice and I swear that it was yours
Do the pills make you harder to see?
Are you lost, are you looking for me?
Am I losing a battle between my heart and mind?
I'm a mess
Haven't been sober since you left
Dying to tell you I confess
I've been missing you to death
Late at night I've been longing for you
I know it's wrong, but I swear I'm not myself
Had I known that a cure would leave me all alone, I'd have never asked for help
Now I'm lonely as I'll ever be
As the drugs make you harder to keep
Am I losing a battle between my heart and mind?
I'm a mess
Haven't been sober since you left
Dying to tell you I confess
I've been missing you to death
And this bed, haunted and empty where you slept,
is where I lay myself to rest, while I'm missing you to death
If time were an ocean,
I'd travel right back to the center,
tie weights to my arms and dive in
Straight to the bottom, I'd sink and I'd wait, sink and I'd wait with you
If I was an anchor, I'd wrap my chains 'round your waist forever
Together we'd sink to the bottom
We'll sink and we'll wait to do it all again
Sink and I'd wait, sink and I'd wait with you
While we were writing for Invicta, we were trying out a lot of new ways of writing. One way, which I had heard about from Jim Adkins of Jimmy Eat World, was to write a song from an outside perspective. Become someone you're not, and express someone else's life and emotions through song. I had a story I thought of years back that I thought was a cool concept, so I attributed it to this song. The story is based off of a man who lives by himself in an old house that he believes is haunted by the ghost of a woman. He becomes incredibly isolated, and eventually convinces himself that he is in a relationship with this woman's ghost, when in reality, he's just losing his mind. Through the help of his family and friends, he ends up being put on medication for his mental illness. Eventually, he stops hallucinating, only to realize that he's lonelier than he's ever been. The story ends with a man who is unsure if he wants to be sane and lonely or in love and crazy.
Produced by:
ROB FREEMAN
Drums by:
KEVIN MAHONEY
Mastered by:
JESSE CANNON
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