"disappearing"

As good as it gets

What on earth's occurring?

Am I in my room with my toys

When I walk in crowded rooms

You left then came back

diamond shimmering sky

did you not treat me right?

you're thinking of me

The world behind me

The crowed outside

Sometimes it feels like a million chances

(Youll) never know what I felt for you

your past is leaving

misery saves

Sometimes it feels like a million chances

Strange foreign beauty

And it echoed through the canyons

On a Sunday morning sidewalk

And we could round the world to see

And then we'd vanish too

To get back to who I used to be

When I'm so close to being yours

Girl we been veering

Down into the murky deep

Theyre whispering his name

But hidden in his coat

trying to unwind The liquor

I am drowning in this river as my problems multiply