Текст: Chris Zabriskie. The Script You Wrote Is Terrible.

Took some pills and laid me down with you to sleep
i don?t think you heard a thing
heard your breath slow as you started to dream
dreams i wished that i could see

i wish you told me what you thought
every morning when you looked my way
you know i told you how i feel
even though that might change from day to day
but i can?t give you want you want
it?s saved
the script you wrote is terrible
but i love you just the same

feel like sometimes i might sleep too much
maybe too much on my own
even though you?re right there next to me
i can?t help but feel alone