I
never felt like that before
Like the night you left for Jimmy's
house On a bench somewhere in Brooklyn
Feet brush the floor and
Something's different
A couple hours and twenty minutes
Remorse and my ambition falling through
Where are you?
Panic near the water,
I can't help it I let these empty thoughts eat me alive
It's everything I don't believe in I get lost in certain feelings
While I'm waiting for your call
And if I could go back And memorize your every pulse
I'd rather check to my impulse
When the call finally arrived
It was Jimmy on the other line You need your oxygen supply
Didn't even take twenty minutes I knew it in my stomach
You got quiet
Standing in a riot
Panic near the basement,
you can't help it If I listened to my bloodline I'd be fine
I know your tricks,
I loved your body Just for you to say you're sorry
I'm always waiting on your call
I'm on my word,
thought I'd let you shake it all alone In Jimmy's basement
I just wish you never called