Sword fight in the ballroom of my mind
So I wrote a sonnet on the wall
With just my eyes, I called it
Sword fight in the ballroom of my mind

If I had a hand in my own death
Will I simply tear apart my chest
And rip out my bleeding heart
Maybe death give me one
Of those fresh new starts

Wouldn't recommend drinking
When your love is gone [x4]

And so I hide beneath my bed
Invisible monsters after my head
What they want from me, I don't know
Better give it to them, so they will go...

Wouldn't recommend drinking
When your love is gone [x4]

I'll be drying in the bathtub
With a bottle for the pain
Drunk on whiskey
Watching my toes slip down the drain
Called a number on the TV
To see if I can be saved
But the man at the hotline
Sounds a little more depraved
When he says...
Oh he says!

Wouldn't recommend drinking
When your love is gone [x12]
(Invisible monsters after my head) [x4]

She's gone, she's gone for good
She's gone, she's gone
And is all so good...