Picture-perfect memories scattered all around the floor
Reaching for the phone cause I can’t fight it anymore

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time

Another shot of whiskey, can’t stop looking at the door
Wishing you’d come sweeping in the way you did before

It’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk and I need you now
Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now
And I don’t know how I can do without
I just need you now

Yes I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all..