When will we so fine and they say
when will you fall and feel
what will become of me
when I'm all poured out
spilling down
and spilling out again
won't you walk up with me

What will become of me
when I'm all poured out
see me spilling
wondering why so
I know what we
what will become of me
when I'm all poured out
so I share
oh and spilling wildly fade
and I'm more than you
oh what will become of me
soon as it's sober

When will you call me up
I fear all my face again
what is to see this thing over my shoulders
and devils stare
and angels dance in my mouth
but while I'm sitting quietly alone
mean nothing by my know the words said
beg you will they
play with this day again
oh what will become of me now
while I fall down