Drinking to the things I can’t take back
Thinking of the friends and faith I lack
And no one broke my heart quite like that man
It’s better if you don’t care but if you do
I won’t follow you again
TV’s on but facing at the wall
Can they tell I don’t like me at all?
I'm never as alone as I am back home
Pulling every thread
Seemed like a thing to do
Now I can’t give it back
My favourite kind of blue
It’s better if I don’t dwell but if I do
I won’t call on you again
Tinseltown was always in the rain
I’ve been gone and notice every change
And some of them are not our friends
And some of them are still our friends but dead
It’s better if I don’t think too much of you
I’ve been on my own
So I should see it through
I mumble when I speak
But I mean it when I do
I carry what I keep
I don’t miss a lot of you
I drink and I think too much
I should quit one of the two
But I won’t wish for luck
And I won’t bother you
It’s better if you don’t care but if you do
I won’t follow you again
