Honestly, I didn't think I'd end up here This time Or anywhere at all I'm distant just enough to never fall behind
Picturing the saddest scene Of wearing bed sheets And two pats on the back "it just takes time" It's getting late Since when did taking time take all my life?
Mommy, I'm afraid I've been talking to The hotline again It's stirring, but the ripples always seek out the ones Who carry me, mmh
I blocked out the month Of February for support, mmh At least I have this year I won't be worrying anyone on tour, mmh As we speak I'm here to meet devils for tea Peering 'round the corner of my life I throw my drink into the faces of my demise
(Hold on Jo') At thirty your honey's gonna ask you "What the hell is wrong with me?" (Jonie, get off) (Ok)
At thirty your honey's gonna ask you "What the hell is wrong with me?" And finally, an answer from your throat Comes crawling and you can proceed