Good day, I like you when you're drunk

I only wish I was there

Not trapped upon this bunk

Hurry and to god knows where In a land far, far away

In a low-budget production

I make up stories of you in seduction You may wanna add a thing or two

Between the lines, tell me all about it

And I'll try to make the words jump off

The pages at any time Lost in correspondences all day

For the lack of better words

I'll choose them carefully

And say I bet you're quite a sight I can't pretend I don't care

I'm not the jealous kind

But I can't imagine and stare

Watchin' your daylight fly by Or topping my darkest confessions

Reading the things that I write

Those are questions You may wanna add a thing or two

Between the lines, tell me all about it

And I'll try to make the words spill

From your pager every time Girl, I could be doing this all day

But the lack of flesh and blood

Beneath the words leaves me inane Is it a drug or a word?

Maybe just a nice piece of fiction

Won't I ever cease to obsess

Over this universal addiction? In a word you're all that I want

Oh, you're the only prescription

But nothing in here seems to match

Your description You may wanna add a thing or two

Between the lines, tell me all about it

And I'll try to make the words jump off

The pages all the time Strange abbreviations can prevent my serenading you

In message number nine

I'll try to make the sentence last all day

And for lack of better words

I'll choose them carefully and say goodnight