Lately, picture frames
Make me crazy
They're not the same

As the one you gave me
As a gift


Water tastes fine
I prefer whiskey
Alters my mind

Makes me real dizzy
Most of the time
It's a spiritual kind of lift


But I'm not here to tell you more than I came to say
It was all my fault I'm sorry, but it was no mistake


Spring will come soon
So will the blooms

The month of June
My pursuit of you
Will be all that is on my plate


Once I called you-
Thought I was drunk

You hardly picked up
In a bottle I sunk
My friends say

It was a mistake

I'm not here to tell you more than I came to say

It was all my fault I'm sorry but it was no mistake

The pictures we take

The hearts that we break
They were no mistake


The times that we had
The good and the bad
Make me laugh


It was no mistake
It was no mistake


Lately I've no reception
My phones on the fritz

I've lost direction
Without you I'm nothing