Weeds

I was walking around in the weeds Waiting for you to call me You left a letter on the table You'd be back in a while Two weeks later I'm still waiting Think I should open a file It's not the first time that you left me But I know it's the last My will is shattered I am off balance when I think of our wasted past I was walking around in the weeds Waiting for you to call me When I saw you on that billboard I thought my eyes were playing tricks I slipped into my local dive And I began to get my fix I started digging in the places Where I hoped you wouldn't roll The more I looked my head grew heavy I can't pay the toll I was walking around in the weeds Waiting for you to call me