I thought I had my fill, but I'm tearing at the seam      the last time we'd meet, everytime I drink      I was passing through, waiting on your call      the smoke and the steam, dancing in the breeze            you were tamed by that island, 'cause the top seemed so far      you used to take the R, summer of '04      beautiful blonde hair, a spot picked by me      a Siren on the beach, a Riker's Island queen            oh, you went too far, I must have got it wrong      the track marks on your arms, the nights you don't sleep      I can't sleep, we won't sleep      all the pills you hide beneath...      all the boys you hide beneath...