It’s like 5:30 or something, I’ve got Lilac and Jeff. You’ve been promising that I’ll make it. I’ve been trying and I’m naked. But if I make it… I’ll be trying all the time but I won’t come home, you’ll be crying every night through the hotel phone. Baby, I don’t really want this. All these shitty songs just leave me more alone, it’s killing me, you know. It’s killing me and… I don’t know. Scrape me off the ground after you walk over me. Lead me through the crowd, bring me to safety. It’s like 9:30, we’re stumbling down Chapel from ‘Revs’. I’ve been promising that I’ll stay here, you’ve been vomiting and I’m faded. But if I stay here you’ll be crying all the time all alone in bed. I’ll be screaming at a page through a broken pen singing, “I don’t really want this life, this shitty song’s not right, you’re moving on and I’m still here.” Fading softly out, need you to remember me. Leave me to the sound, no, you’ll never save me. All I ever wanted was the world at my feet. All I ever wanted was everything.