Bed Sweats - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I wake up with this stupid fucking dream

I had about all the good days that I spent with you

One more cup of this bourbon

That I’m clutching just to get myself up out of bed at noon

And it’s the short days, the long nights

The distance, the hard fights

It’s too hot, it’s too cold, it never is just right

I never thought I would be at these crossroads

But I can’t take the thought of you not being here so

I’m counting sheep and I’m wishing

That I don’t want you to come and save me

But every night I lay awake and I’m thinking

About how it used to be

All the inside jokes and sayings that have now all gone to waste

And the blocking of your page so I don’t have to see your face

And see how fine you are without me so I’m gone without a trace

And I’m hoping that a better me will come and take my place

Because I tried and I failed, it was like you expected

A fucked up King Midas, my touch just leaves wreckage

I never thought I would do so much damage

So just cut me off, you’ll be happy, I’ll manage

Counting sheep and I’m wishing

That I don’t want you to come and save me

But every night I lay awake and I’m thinking

About how it used to be

And if you ever show up, I’ll be waiting

To tell you that I’m sorry for the same things

But we both know the odds are probably fleeting

I hope you remember me

I'm counting sheep and I’m wishing

That I don’t want you to come and save me

But every night I lay awake and I’m thinking

About how it used to be

And if you ever show up, I’ll be waiting

To tell you that I’m sorry for the same things

But we both know the odds are probably fleeting

I hope you remember me