Separation Anxiety

Words written in stone or so I thought

Stupid of me to think you’d carry the weight

Not sorry for placing bets, just this once the odds seemed good

For a west coast boy, no heart on sleeve

Trainwreck body and the scars to prove

Reading notes returned to sender and three years later

Mixing drinks down memory lane

Got the taste for lost romance, I need more

Monday through Sunday, dawn ‘til dusk

The hangover of us, dead and gone

Crossing out itineraries, Sydney nights and long haul fights

The hardest part, b.i.l.y., left behind

Forever lost, we’ll be forever lost

Forever lost and now those days are gone

And the pressure keeps building all around

Knocks my feet of the ground, it’s like I’ve been here before

And the pressure still building around

When my head hits the ground, she kept my head in the clouds

Forever lost, we’ll be forever lost

Forever lost and now those days are gone