It takes one to know one

I remember when I used to shop for what I would wear for you.
As silly as that may sound.
Somehow a perfect picture would always emerge.
And as much as I loved it, Id be bound.

I did most of my own binding.
I want to go to sleep
and forget everything you were.
Only I hate every second without it.

I'm a terrible Gambler.
this is why I only bet on hotel rooms.
even then. who wants to head up to chicago?
you get the gas. i've got the room.

you've got a lot of nerve ignoring me.
and i've got a whole lot of nothing in the morning.
its the amber that lead the fingers and mouth.
they even play dead without it.

"the reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did"

i get so tired of all of this.
pouring out to space.
and i see you there.
but you leave less than a whisper.
i couldnt even smell you in the wind.
but i see you there.