Bottleneck Barbiturate

I don't believe in angels

Well, at least not in yours

But I believe in the sensation

of holding you close



And I don't believe in exile

at least not how you practise it

but I'm willing to regret

all the travels I made

all the triumphs in my book

'cause I'm afraid

that they took me away from you



So, don't be upset

'cause your bottleneck barbiturate

ain't helping you out

It wasn't meant to be

a hole in the ground

Don't make me wait

'cause your bottleneck barbiturate

is letting you down

'cause I know other ways

of getting around

the lonely hour



I'm the one who used to tell you

that something is for free

And, that being lonely

doesn't have to be a drag

(What a gag...)



Now if I was to envy you

you know it wouldn't be for real

just a way to steal - or...

Can it be so

that we've made it our own?

I don't know

but these walls seems to tell me

it ain't so



So don't be upset

'cause your bottleneck barbiturate

ain't helping you out

It wasn't meant to be

a hole in the ground

Don't make me wait

'cause your bottleneck barbiturate

is letting you down

'cause I know better ways

of getting around

the lonely hour



Don't make me wait

Don't make me wait

Don't make me wait