Falling

I'm in my bed, and you're not here.And there's no one to blame but the drink in my wandering hands.Together what I said it's not what I meant.And I can't take it back, I can't un pack the baggage you left.What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't won't around?I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling.What if I'm down? What if I'm out?What if I'm someone you won't talk about?I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling.