Summer nights so thick with despair I can almost taste the pain in the air I'm out walking. I can't go home To an empty house that's wall to wall with your ghost So I grab an empty seat at the foot of the bar And the levy breaks and I just drift beyond And I sit listening to sad, sad songs Thinking about all the ways it went wrong I add it up but I just can't find An answer that will bring me peace of mind I hear the voices. I hear the laughs I'm in a crowd but I still feel so detached So I grab an empty seat at the foot of the bar And the levy break and I do my best to drown And I sit listening to sad, sad songs Thinking about all the ways it went wrong And I sit listening to sad, sad songs Thinking about all the ways it went wrong The path of self destruction (self deception) is a road well traveled You'll find my footprints there among the stones and gravel