Inside your head
A monsoon of bitters and bourbon
An undying burden of proof

And inside your heart
The blackest mood
You're allowed to lament a life of virtue misspent

It hurts now
But you'll learn how to leave me

And under your breath
You always knew it was never you
It was never you
It was never you

I know it hurts now
But you'll learn how to leave me

I honestly don't remember
how I got back to the hotel that night
There were drinks, I imagine
And a bridgе filled with strangers willing
to brave thе apologetic rain
Rather than settling for a last train home
I never want the nights in Japan to end
"Biru, Kudasai" 'til I'm blind, "Sumimasen"
until I'm dead, please
How was I supposed to know
that blurry long walk home
would be my last forgotten memory of another life entirely?
I honestly don't remember how I got here
Wherever the fuck I am
There were drinks, I imagine
But I like being lost, and I'm good at being alone
And I find comfort in knowing
that it rains the same in every language