I’ve been awake now for too long
Silent phone burning holes in my palms
And this perfume on my breath
Says I’m taking this bottle to bed
I’ve been a fool before, it's true
I’ve written verses for a capital U
Who put me through hell and back
I’ve got that track on tape, too
Let out the air and choke the lump
Down your sore throat and cough it up
Onto the banks of the old Fenton
Three miles down, and two more back in
I lost the car an hour ago
With my sense of direction in the billowing snow
See, I followed my heart, so I left my soul
Back in your room twenty miles ago
I’ve been a fool before, it's true
I’ve written verses for a capital U
Who put me through hell and back
I've got that track on tape, too
I’ve been a fool before, it’s true
Pining to death for some version of you
The one that I fell asleep next to
And woke me today is the one I’ll see through