Zombie

I hate that I'm back in this place.
One more drink to numb the pain.
I kissed another stranger's face.
A little dead inside these days.
You know I'm a hopeless romantic.
But part of me thought
We could fix all the damage.
You know,
I miss what we had when we had it.
I say that I'm okay but still
Got the baggage, yeah.
I'm dying in this crowded room.
So numb that I can barely move.
I'm a zombie at this
Party with somebody that I wish was you.
I'm trying but it don't feel right.
I'll do anything to clear my mind.