I Been Gone a Long Time
Every Time I Die Lyrics

What we're doing is so wrong, and what you're wearing is so right (it's so tight)
Our behavior together goes against social norms, but I find your clothing attractive despite this.

but I've never felt better, so I'm going out to get her and I don't care what set of wheels I steal to get there.
Despite our actions being taboo, I am feeling good and am willing to do whatever it takes to pursue this other woman.

Balance is a minor setback.
Maintaining a sensible equilibrium is not a priority for me at the moment.

What she thinks is all right, and the way she looks is just fine.
I find this other woman attractive, and I perceive her approval of me as acceptable.

She sure as hell ain't you, but lord knows she'll have to do.
Although she is not you, I am content with this other woman's presence for now.

She don't know I'm alive but neither do I so there's nothing left to lose.
This other woman is unaware of my existence, which mirrors my own feeling of disconnection and lack of concern for the potential consequences of my actions.

If I could only make it make you want to want me.
I wish I could make you desire me the way I desire this other woman.

One more drink, I think, should do.
I believe that having another alcoholic beverage will help me forget about my current problems and concerns.

I wish that I could say I love to watch you walk away, but you probably won't be back in time to hear it. So it's just as well.
I desire to see you leave, but as you won't be present to witness it, it is unlikely to make a difference.

No one out there gets back in alive.
Everyone is subject to mortal demise.

So I'll love the way you stand so close to a guy who we both know can't get near it.
I will cherish the fact that you are nearby to someone who cannot have you, as it feeds my confidence and self-worth.

Strike when ready. Burn the highway down. Let me hear her high heels moan. I'm ready, set, go.
I am eager to pursue my desires with reckless abandon.

There's cocaine in the key that took us from the bar to her car to the bedroom.
Illegal drugs played a role in our journey from the bar to the bedroom.

Only the lonesome love us. Only the careless can handle us. What's wrong with us that we're so unamused?
Only those who are emotionally detached or uncommitted are attracted to us, and we are puzzled by why that keeps happening.