Empty Tank

Here I am again...tired from not sleeping...sad from not loving

I feel miserable again...here on this plane...here on this earth

I've done it again...I stayed out all night

I feel it again...I dread this flight

Why

Because I'm sick...sick of being owned

I write because I'm sick...sick of being known

If I was normal...would she like me the same

If I was just a stock boy...would she still enjoy my name

I'd like to think she does and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should

I'm gonna lean my head against this window...close my eyes and go to sleep

I'll wake up in the next town...with thoughts beyond deep

The days will go by as I will just act

As the days go by I can only look back

At the good times...the fun

At the bad times...the fun

I wonder if she misses me as much as I miss her

I wonder if she waits to see me...I wonder if she waits

I'd like to think she did and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should

My heart is so curious...my mind is so blank...without you I'm lost

I am an empty tank