“

Wake up in the morning it’s not so bad
I can taste you on my lips and it makes me sad
There’s a part of me that just wants you back
You the one thing I want that I never did have
That I never did have, oh, no

Fill me up, steam me up, hear me shout
Tip me over and pour me out
Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet
Do I have to cry out?
Can you hear me?
Oh, just to be with you

Oh, gosh, this bed it feels so cold
My head was filled by the lies you told
But to this day my heart you stole
In a bind left behind waiting for your call”
— Pour me out, He is we