I’ve been thinking and that’s not good… You’ve been on my mind.
You’ve been drinking more than you should. And I’ve been less than kind.
You are out of your head and off your meds; You miss me, but we’re through.
If you don’t stop, then fear that drop. They will find a place for you.
So you wanna go the hard way. I’m sure they serve that here on tap.
I know your love your luxuries. But in this you’ve set a trap.
I’ve taken all I can and now I’m reaching for the door.
Now you’re just a distant memory. A place for you and nothing more.