I'm cramped and crawling from under the dead and I

I'm sick of living without you in bed and I
I've made mistakes that I wrote, that I read
But now I just can't seem to be preoccupied
The heart was tossed with a black lace chain

And with these hands that I write with
And the oath that I live by, you know

I will never be with you

Do you ever wonder

How hard you hit, you broke my thunder

Do you ever wonder

Cause [God] made this night for me

The silly devil in me talking

Romantic company for walking
Over and out, over and out
But this year's the year I write to be
That silly devil in me talking
Romantic company for walking
Over and out, over and out

I want to find someone who I can spill my heart out to, and nothing else will matter.

I absolutely love Blue October.