It's a true shame that 

I spend all my days

intoxicated

on the thought of you

but the only time

I can tell you this

is when alcohol

actually runs through

my poor weary veins.

I wish I was brave

enough to tell you

how I really feel

when I'm sober but

I am a coward.

That liquid courage

is the only way

to hear words slip from

my silent closed lips.