My stomach's in knots, my fingers bleed the day away. I might be sick here on this stage. Distance is relative but so is your empty name. I think I want out, it's all just the same.
Last night, we went to a party. There were a bunch of big names there. I've been conditioned to sell myself. Well, that's not what this is about. . So I've got one hand on my neck.
I've never seen her before. Never been here before. Yet she seemed strangely familiar. . Never set foot in this bar. Nor do I recognize that car. But you caught my eye.
You want me, you got me. I'm digging my heels in so far that I dug a grave. To the point where I wanted to lay in it. You made me lay down. . And your eyes can be revealing.
There's a stain on your shirt. From where you spilled the red wine. I almost remember it was over there by the piano. . Now you're forcing the liquor down your throat.
So often I'd stand. On my front porch. And I'd watch. The car wrecks all night long. . It's Christmas eve. And I've had too much to drink. The house is quiet and neat.
Heartbeats that race but feet that drag. Your parents split up and I'm left here. To feel sorry for you and I'm just not sure. If this is how it's supposed to be.
We are still young. But we're trying so hard not to be. Fake ID's and lies. Let's grow up to be people we hate. . It's starting to burn hot and it's running out.
Sometimes the inspiration never comes. When all you want is someone to realize your depression. When all you want is someone to say that they care. . The sun can be shining but you don't see it.