Remember when you slept in my bed
but nothing happened?
we got high out of our minds
and fell asleep laughing
in the morning we didn't talk
about our feelings
as we picked up the empty bottles
with empty heads reeling

and when the sun's out I'm alright
but when the lights go out at night
I dream of Jeanine

I wanted you to feel secure
so young and heartbroken
I wanted to, but not so sure
'cause the words weren't spoken
in the morning we didn't talk
about our feelings
as we picked up the empty bottles
with empty heads reeling

laying awake half the night
choking on your sweet perfume
torturing myself with a touch
the heat of your breath on the back of my neck
the heat of your breath on the back of my neck

2002 Eric Barao