I'm in my bed, and you're not here.

And there's no one to blame but the drink in my wandering hands.

Together what I said it's not what I meant.

And I can't take it back, I can't un pack the baggage you left.

What am I now? What am I now?

What if I'm someone I don't won't around?

I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling.

What if I'm down? What if I'm out?

What if I'm someone you won't talk about?

I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling.