I dunno how many miles I'm away from you
But I know the phonecalls costs a lot
Now I'm sitting in my room
Kickin' in the T.V.
'Cause I swallowed everything I got
Yes I took everything I got my hands on
I guess I was using a crutch
But now drugs, and alcohol
And available women
Don't seem to interest me that much

Now I feel that it's time that I called you
I'll tell the boys to turn the radio off
I can't stop thinking about you
Hell I must be getting soft

Now I'm lyin' in my room
Holding on to my pillow
Wishing that it weren't so hard
And I'd give anything in my miserable world
Just to show you where I've been scarred
By misshaps and by missfortune
And others
I can't remember their names
I've had a gutful of being an asshole
I don't intend to be that way again

Now I feel the need to hear you
To have the sound of your voice get me off
To sleep where I'll dream about you
Girl I must be gettin' soft
Yeah I must be gettin' soft





I had a great marathon internet chat last night.... Best thing that's happened to me ain a long time.... But today my shoulders and head hurt like a bastard.... The peice one pays for brushing against beauty I guess.....