You're not here.

There's no one to blame but the drink and my wand, man.

And I can't take it back.

I can't get you.

Uh what am I now?

What of mine?

Now what?

I'm down.

What?

What about you?

So you can miss me too?

I'm well where I write too many songs about you.

He's, uh waken Say one What I want What?

What?