Kidnapped

Annie, I have missed you

And I missed you even more than I knew

I see Chicago has a history

And I guess I have a history too

But you can knock a building down

And it houses something you can't fix

But I think I let you down

And it hits me like a ton of bricks

I miss a lot of things

And now I have a lot of holes to fill

And I betray myself to follow

And I'm pretty sure I always will

But you offered me a way

I imagine that I must have obliged

I was kidnapped by you

But I buried myself alive

It's a friendly face saying: she'll make good

On all the things she said she would

But she won't; so lo, behold, the sycophant

Shrouded in the things we want, but we don't

So watch it friend, that's me in the trunk

Passive, aggressive, and a sloppy drunk

And all I know is no good

And I'm nothing, if not misunderstood

So all the little details come

Slippin' through the cracks

And all the reasons that I've missed you

Have finally found their own way back

As if they started filling space

Then I begin to loose my breath

And on an airplane from Chicago

I'm proud to say that I cheated death

Annie, I have missed you

And I missed you even more than I knew

I see Chicago has a history

And I guess I have a history too