Cold Goodbyes

Bottle on the table
I'm not always kind
Wrote a note addressed to no one
Left for somebody to find
"Wish we tried to hold her
Should've kept an open line"
I'm imagining again it's past my bedtime
I know better than cold goodbyes hmm
I still make believe them sometimes hmm
Look at all these people
Do I have to play tonight?
Used to know what landed well for me
But now it's hard to find
In the hay I am the needle
There's a hundred blinking eyes
Proving cities are for lonely deer in headlights
I come up for air too few times I
I can't get it right can I? Hmm
And you don't mean to bother
But there's something on my face
It's the subtlest expression
I should change it just in case
And the questioning starts coming
In half-hearted show of faith
Now the aliens are asking if I'm okay
I'm far out I'm by the shoreline I
I I live there in my spare time
I know better than cold goodbyes I
I still make believe them sometimes hmm