In all good faith and sentiment
I can't believe somehow
That I haven't died of something
Since you left this townI'm all undecorated
Cigarettes and standard white apartment wallsAt 3 AM and 4 AM
It's impossible to sleep
But I'm all sore eyes
And beast at my backdoor are pulling out their clawsSo yes, I will take those
Whatever else they give me
If it stops the nightmares
It probably won't kill me
And if I slow it down
I'll end up on one of my accusers' knives
So I only stop to tell her that I love her
At the red lightsAnd all in all I'm wrecked you see
From years of piping down
And piping up about the things
That never mattered anyhowWhen you change too much
You lose yourself
And sometimes
You just don't get them backAnd you might be an angel
Or a devil, I don't know
But if in fact you are now, love
Well, I've been there beforeAnd I've fallen on my face
And I've been burned so near to death
I probably won't live through it
Anyhow
So yes, I will take those
Whatever else they give me
If it stops the nightmares
It probably won't kill me
And if I slow it down
I'll end up on one of my accusers' knivesSo I only stop to tell her that I love her
At the red lights
At the red lightsSo yes, I will take those
Whatever else they give me
If it stops the nightmares
It probably won't kill me
And if I slow it down
I'll end up on one of my accusers' knivesSo I only stop to tell her that I love her
At the red lights
At the red lights
At the red lights
At the red lights
At the red lights
