Coke Bottle Green

Often enough I stare into space
 And I get that crazed look on my face
 Maybe too soon I don't know what to do
 Maybe too often I'm thinking of you
 You say I saved you a seat at the bar
 Our old friends are asking where you are
 Maybe too soon I fled that scene
 To lie under ceilings of coke bottle green
 And I won't see what I don't wanna see
 And I've been bitter
 And it's getting the better of me
 Maybe too much I don't know if it's right
 Baby it's keeping me up at night
 It's not so often the reasons are (?)
 Just thinking about the days we've had
 I want windows I can fill
 With any life I can't kill
 I want them open without any screams
 The slanted ceiling of coke bottle green
 And I won't see what I don't wanna see
 And I've been bitter
 And it's getting the better of me
 And I won't see what I don't wanna see
 And I've been bitter
 And it's getting the better of me
 Often enough I stare into space
 And I get that look on my face
 Meet me there in the inbetween
 Under a ceiling of coke bottle green
 Under a ceiling of coke bottle green