I am a critic
of my own critical need to define myself
with wine, and words, and lovers
and friends who don't understand
So there, I just said it
you know that admitting the problem
is the first step towards repair
"We all recover, "
say the friends turned to wine-drunk lovers

Smile, tell me I'm alright with a goodbye
You are so misleading
a kiss or a gun fight - high-noon or midnight
Darling, I don't want to know
if I'm just a short sight on a cold night
the canals are freezing
so tell me alright with a goodbye

Am I a villain, cast among heroes
with all of their underwhelming, overbearing struggles
to become what they'll never be?
Friends to the wicked
Caution is calling, but nobody's home
the lights are off, the party's over
now you're stuck plucking three leaf clovers

Smile, tell me I'm alright with a goodbye
You are so misleading
a kiss or a gun fight - high-noon or midnight
Darling, I don't want to know
if I'm just a short sight on a cold night
the canals are freezing
so tell me alright with a goodbye

You've got the high ground
and I'm on my best defense
but I dare you to come down
I'll give you an eye for an eye
if it makes things easy

Smile, tell me I'm alright with a goodbye
You are so misleading
a kiss or a gun fight - high-noon or midnight
Darling, I don't want to know
if I'm just a short sight on a cold night
the canals are freezing
so tell me alright with a goodbye

Smile, tell me alright with a goodbye