i bought a new notebook for the road,
covered it with your area code
over and over again, it's tattooed by the pen
and i wish it was my home
'cause i kinda hate everyone i know,
and lately i've been feeling so low
come get inside my bed, you make me feel dead
by being out there in the unknown
i spoke to myself in the mirror for a while tonight
and i made a promise
that i would never fuck up having you in my life