And just in case, you're not just in time,
And I don't ever make it out of here alive.
You'll know I tried, for the rest of my life, to make
it up to you.
If they're all right, then I'm insane,
To ever want to walk through all of this again.
So what's a couple of bottles of wine between me and
the fog?
You can assume that I am here, and on my own.
You can assume I figured out the road's too short to walk
alone,
And I can't do it by myself, you know I won't.
She said, "You're better off in New York, stay gone."
I don't want to stay gone.
And just in case, you're not just in time,
Know I was never really over this or fine.
I was content to spend the rest of all my life to take
a final breath for you.
To leave a memory of drinking and desire,
A storyboard of pictures to depict the fire.
Could there have been a better motion to claim, a
better heart soaked in shame?
You can assume that I am here, and on my own.
You can assume I figured out the road's too short to walk
alone,
And I can't do it by myself, you know I won't.
She said, "You're better off in Boston, stay gone."
Oh, but I don't want to stay gone, too long.
And just in case, you found out in time,
I've been out here all alone and I've been blind.
I've thrown together a couple of songs, maybe you'd
sing along.
You can assume that I am here and on my own.
You can assume I figured out the road's too short to walk
alone,
And I can't do it by myself, you know I won't.
She said, "You're better off, you're better off, stay
gone."
She said, "Don't come back to Florida, babe, stay
gone."
Said, "We don't need you back in Florida, stay gone."
Stay gone.