You met me in a neon fever dream With secrets up your nose And eyes full of mystery You couldn't feel your lips enough To hold back your words So in between sentences Baby, I was yours And I used to warn myself against Falling in love in winter But you fooled me when you used Whisky to warm your heart You've got a habit of kissing empty bottles Searching for love down at the bottom You know it's not hiding down beneath the swill But that never stopped you from trying That never stopped you from trying I met a girl behind a dumpster in an alleyway She said for just a few minutes She would love me She smelled familiar when I pulled in close So I played the victim and I lost myself I've got a habit of kissing empty people Searching for love in the backs of their mouths I know it's not waiting for me back there But that never stopped me from trying The parts of me that we both threw away Will never grow back I'll always be used But I'll still remember the smell Of the trash When I hated myself enough To keep loving you