Thicket Of Solitude

Should I let this try and sink in just one last time,

or do I have to knock you out to get it through your head?

I've been waiting up for phone calls,

forget the long notes I wrote on nights when

there was no one to go to but you.

I keep asking myself the same questions.

Should I let this try and sink in for the last time,

or just forget and move on?

You still remind me of a bad taste in my mouth,

long drives at midnight when no one's around.

I keep asking myself the same questions. No one's around.