How You Get In My Head When Drunk

you still pop into my head when drunk
lets mention my regret
of letting you go without you surely knowing
true enough what I'd do to get you back

in fact it's pending; my wondering
where you're at now and what you're doing and why
for all my trying you were still so hesitant
for ensuing you and I

it's funny what love does to a man
when it lies between his chest less than his legs
intoxication requires this be goodnight
but prevents it being goodbye