Soulfied in the ballroom of my mind So I wrote a sonnet on the eyes With just my mind… Called it Soulfied In the Ballroom of my mind If I had a hand in my own death Would I simply tear apart my chest And rip out my bleeding heart maybe death will give me one of those fresh new starts I wouldn't recommend drinkin When your love is gone (x4) And so I hide beneath my bed Invisible monsters are after my head (my head) What do they want from me, I don't know (my head) But I give it to them so they will go I wouldn't recommend drinkin' When your love is gone (x4) I'll be dryin' in the bathtub With a bottle for the pain Drunk on whiskey Watchin' my toes slip down the drain Call the number on the TV To see if I can be saved But the man who mans the hotline Sounds a little more depraved When he says, when he says I wouldn't recommend drinkin' When your love is gone (x13) (invisible monsters after my head) (x4) Yes shes gone, yes shes gone for good your love is gone, well its gone its oh so good.