Sad Hours

I can't imagine all the people that you know

And the places that you go

When the lights are turned down low

And I don't understand all the things you've seen

But I'm slipping in between

You and your big dreams

It's always you

In my big dreams

And you tell me that it's over

Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers

And you're restless, and I'm naked

You've got to get out

You can't stand to see me shaking, no

Could you let me go?

I didn't think so

And you don't want to be here in the future

So you say the present's just a pleasant

Interruption to the past

And you don't want to look much closer

Because you're afraid to find out all this hope

You had sent into the sky by now had crashed

And it did because of me

And then you bring me home

Afraid to find out that you're alone

And I'm sleeping in your living room

But we don't have much room to live

I had these dreams in them I learned to play guitar

Maybe cross the country, become a rock star

And there was hope in me that I could take you there

But dammit, you're so young

Well, I don't think I care

And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry

Please don't think that this was easy

Then you'd bring me home

Because we both know what it's like to be alone

And I'm dreaming in your living room

But we don't have much room to live

And Konstantine is walking down the stairs

Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear?

And I was thinking, what I was thinking

We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere

My Konstantine came walking down the stairs

And all that I could do is touch her long blond hair

And I've been thinking

It hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking

No, they never got us anywhere, no

This is because I can spell konfusion with a 'k'