Guarantees Aren't Easy

Guarantees aren't easy anymore
Oh well, all my friends are different now and have no place
 to go.
so farwell-
cause here where i lay my head, confusion, quilted bed, 
makes it easy to say goodbye. but everytime i go i leave a 
blanket of snow and I know that blanket's cold.
My actions weren't my interntions, it's just the way that 
it came out.
well, oh well...
the alcohol that talks for me never speaks the words I 
wanted you to hear.
Here where I lay my head is no longer a bed.
Its just the front seat of a car.
I wish to compose you the perfect melody to send shivers up
 your spine...