"Sometimes You Meet the Right People at the Wrong Times"

"I am let lagged from nights of over sleeping
I am not sure about the women I've been seeing
I don't say the things I often mean
Locked down prisoned by my own thoughts
I am dead broke can money buy my time back
I don't say the things I often mean
The writings on the photo that you gave to me
Is all I have left
The message that I read is that you still believe
You wrote it on the picture of both you and me
I said I had to go you said you don't agree
With broken glass beneath my feet
Why did I leave
I am homesick from sleeping on the floor boards
I am up late with memories I can't ignore
I don't say the things I often mean
I threw away the photo that you gave to me"