I was clinging to my pack of Marlboro red 100s
Not even actually
But the off brand
That smelled even worse of baby shit
And bad choices
I stood on them like a crutch
Buckling under my entire weight
I reached every night for NyQuil
And coffee
Because as much as Courtney Loved her uppers
Ms. Garland needed her downers to sleep
I got sober
To roam the streets at night
Lookin for trouble
And to give up on love
And then oops one day
Yes
Oops!
There you were
And the lights at Moulin Rogue
Turned back on
And somebody plugged the stars back in
And I remembered why the hell I got sober in the first place
And I brought to you my NyQuil
My caffeine tweaks
My John Wayne smokes
And told you how they made me sick
How heavy they were
You just stared at me
And commented
How lovely the stars look tonight
You said
How beautiful all these lights
And I looked up
With you
And dropped my chains
Watched my cigarettes turn into
Fingers
Free for the touching
Watched my coffee become
The second best part of waking up
And my NyQuil pour upside down
Into the sky
Who needs it
I said
With all these stars to sleep under
All the while you looked at me
Never asking me to change
But I could see in your eyes
How wonderful it was
To watch me take a deep breath in
For the first time in 9 years
I could feel the night in my lungs
I could taste all the stars again
I was falling in love with you
And then with a smile on our faces
I put
Myself
To sleep
