Good day I like you when you're drunk I only wish I was there Not trapped upon this bunk Hurrying to god knows where In a land far far away In a low-budget production I make up stories of you and seduction You may want to add a thing or two between the lines Tell me all about it and I'll try to make the words jump off the page at anytime Lost in correspondences all day For the lack of better words I'll choose them carefully and say I bet you're quite a sight I can't pretend I don't care I'm not the jealous kind But I can imagine they stare Watching the daylight fly by While topping my darkest confessions Reading the things that I write raises questions You may want to add a thing or two between the lines Tell me all about it and I'll try to make the words spill from your pager every time Girl I could be doing this all day But the lack of flesh and blood beneath the words leaves me inane Is it a drug or a word Maybe just a nice piece of fiction Won't I ever cease to obsess Over this universal addiction In a word you're all that I want Oh you're the only prescription But nothing in here seems to match the description You may want to add a thing or two between the lines Tell me all about it and I'll try to make the words jump off the pages all the time Strange abbreviations can prevent my serenading you and message number nine I try to make the sentence last all day And for the lack of better words I'll choose them carefully and say Good night