So now, I'm holding in my sides,
And my bags are overspilling,
This leads me to think...

My guts are starting to boil,
And my stomach keeps on spinning,
Thank you my friends.

The next stop is not Echo Park,
So I've shut my eyes and pretend instead,
You don't have to tell me this is wrong.

I know I can't erase two years of my life,
Even in my dreams,
If you turn up, I'm unhappy.

I take a step, and carve all the horns,
The wings are trapped in the door,
I sure feel the spit.

And everyone is staring,
It's all so overwhelming
If they didn't look, would I still complain?
Ofcourse I would.

A disquieting pre-occupation
The keys to the nightmare which I taped,
And made sure I watched daily.

This required a careful touch
And a swinging chain.
Put the salty water in my broken wounds.

Tell her,
I give up
He's won,
I have lost all my humanity

I give this planet another 10 years atleast
Sarah, my sweet.
Sarah, my treat.

Tell her (Tell her)
Tell her (Tell her)
Woah, woah, woah
Tell her,
Tell her,