the smell of the fear of being alone

cut a hole right through this air 

watch the world 

fall apart 

for someone

find a place where we can stare

watch the world 

fall apart 

for someone

pull us up a sticky chair

watch the world 

fall apart 

for someone

take a whiff of this night, would ya, kid?

that's not the smell of alone, it's something else

the smell of 

the fear of 

being alone

the smell of 

the fear of

being here

    after everyone's gone

the smell of 

the fear of

being in love

the smell of 

the fear of

being here

    after falling in love 

the smell of 

the fear of 

the sound of

being alone

the taste of

one last beer

the smell of 

the fear of

being here