Writing A Song Pt. 3

Just like that
You're gone
Never last for long
Please come back and give me something good tomorrow
Don't make me chase you to the bottom of a bottle
Tell me what's my worth
Separate from my work
What have you done?
You leave me here with all this pressure
To beat the last song that I wrote
But will I ever
Should I have kept you in my head
Haven't been happy since you left
It's back to the drawing board again