Pulled from the liquor cabinet
Choose your mood and then start to wreak havoc
With your exaggerated sadness
The sadness that ensues
This is when I start to lose

 [bad word] by the flickering candles
The darkness that softened the angles
Though I am the reason
I am the reason

That I'm filling in the empty spaces
Where you left your mark
Take two steps back from all of this and
Remember what you started with
It was nothing at all

Back in Queens,
Where the stifling heat overpowers the air conditioning
You can keep on crawling away
But you're never gonna escape now
No, not today

I'm filling in the empty spaces
Where you left your mark
In the soothing peace of car alarms and cats in heat
I can hear you breathe

Ba-ba-da-da-da
Keep on telling me that time is no enemy
worthless [bad word] to step back
And reconceive