You can come by anytime you like. I have to feel to make good art. But sometimes, I don't want to. I wish I was better at faking it. Slept so long with my jet-lagged heart, making time for you in between all the flights. Why don't you love me like you did back then.

There's whiskey on the breath of a singer you adore, he gets all his words from the books you've recommended. Sleeping next to you, and I'm in your story. I know I'm big enough for two.