the mirror's image, it tells me it's home time. but I'm not finished, 'cause you're not by my side and as I arrived I thought I saw you leavin', carryin' your shoes. decided that once again I was just dreamin' of bumpin' into you. somewhere darker, talkin' the same shite. I need a partner, well, are you out tonight? It's harder and harder to get you to listen, more I get through the gears. Incapable of makin' alright decisions, and havin' bad ideas. now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, "Why'd you only call me when you're high?" and I can't see you here, wonderin' where am I? It sort of feels like I'm runnin' out of time. I haven't found all I was hopin' to find, you said you gotta be up in the mornin' gonna have an early night and you're startin' to bore me, baby. why'd you only call me when you're high?