Crash Landing

You were wearing my shirt.
We were holding plastic guns
In a fake shoot out
In our friends living room.

We would have seen it from across the bar
If we hadn’t been drunk.
We don’t belong to each other.
We don’t belong to anyone.

I started drinking again
And everything I touch
Burns to the ground
Or turns into dust.

When I held you in my arms
I thought I could overcome, but
We don’t belong to each other.
We don’t belong to anyone.

I’m on a crash landing.
I thought that you should know.
I don’t have a plan besides
Burning up and going.

He was wearing your shirt
A month after you were gone.
I saw him from across the bar
And nearly passed out.

I put my head on the table and
Sang our song.
We don’t belong to each other.
We don’t belong to anyone.

We don’t belong to each other.
We don’t belong to anyone.
We don’t belong to each other.
We don’t belong to anyone.