Goodnight

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