sweet dreams, beautiful nightmares

call it off

had me at my sweetest,

saw me at my weakest,

you give in to my loving

yet why i'm still begging?

breathe in the smoke,

hands under my clothes–

would rather drown in beer,

than to swim in an ocean of tears?

should've been warned

by the signs from the start

or if you're only honest.

you needed somebody

when smokes ain't enough

or when nights are getting lonely.

maybe,

i asked things too much,

its me,

at my most emotional.

think i'm better off without you,

nights seem peaceful being alone,

fair for me to be in shades of blue,

best to spend my midnights at home.

so I'm calling it off.