Lately, picture frames
Make me crazy
They're not the same
As the one you gave me
As a gift

Water tastes fine
I prefer whiskey
Alters my mind
Makes me real dizzy
Most of the time
It's a spiritual kind of lift

But I'm not here to tell you more than I came to say
It was all my fault I'm sorry, but it was no mistake

Spring will come soon
So will the blooms
The month of June
My pursuit of you
Will be all that is on my plate

Once I called you-
Thought I was drunk
You hardly picked up
In a bottle I sunk
My friends say
It was a mistake

I'm not here to tell you more than I came to say
It was all my fault I'm sorry but it was no mistake

The pictures we take
The hearts that we break
They were no mistake

The times that we had
The good and the bad
Make me laugh

It was no mistake
It was no mistake

Lately I've no reception
My phones on the fritz
I've lost direction
Without you I'm nothing