Take Me Out

I'll never miss a thing, never sleep again
No I'll turn the other cheek, leave all the loose ends
The lemons in my drink are ripe for ruining
Me and all my friends, perfect idiots

So carry me up where I can see, I'm weak in the knees
Everyone here is drunker than me at this party

At the bottom of my glass I can almost touch the past
You dancing with your hands, me trying on an act
Now all my energy is spent on memory
It starts and then it stops, my brain's a DMV

I'm always in line behind some guy with a grating voice
Same line every time, it's Hobson's Choice

Running from the cold, stuck here on first ave
Balanced on the curb, one step from a cab
My heart beats no harder however fast I run
And the guilt just looms larger the longer that you're gone

It's never the same, your voice in my head, you don't sound like that
An ocean away in a sea of cocaine, it's a heart attack

Well they don't want the song and they don't want the dance
I'm a badly bruised fruit rotting out in the rain
I'll wake up tomorrow with my head hittin' my hands
Assume fetal position and deep throat my dread
It's a Colt 45 in cocktail of pain
It's a woman in the corner - I don't know her name
And she's trying to take me home but I won't go yet
So I wake up in the morning with a deep regret

Don't leave me alone
In America with Americans
Take me out
Of this stupid dream with old-frat-boy-wanna-be-James-Deans
Don't leave me alone
In America with Americans
Take me out
Of this stupid dream with these East Village finance bro Steve McQueens
Don't leave me alone
In America with Americans
Don't leave me alone
Don't leave me alone