Thinking about old times

Thinking about the things we said

All the worthless games and lies

I'm looking at myself

And the mirror's unkind

You're inside my mind

And you're outside my eyes



And I'm looking for something

That's real in my life, something true, yeah!

And I'm looking for something to hold on to

But I guess it won't be you



Thinking about

Thinking about

Thinking about you all the time

You're on my mind

But this song is not for you



Of all the things I could've done

I walked right out the door

Left like a loaded gun

Into the street

And these new days drag on

Through the long afternoon

I'm smashed and Flintstones are on TV



Repeat



Yeah well sometimes I wake up round midnight

With you wreathed around my skull

Like a halo of lies most of the time

And I'm in denial coming down from the ceiling

I was just your stepping stone

You burned out all my feelings



Chorus out