miss friday put it down. there's a train wreck coming 's gonna take you out. I know you're living at the top o' them steps. well hey one day I'm gonna get there too.
cutting belts and magazines. and things you'll never need. the mirrors in your room at night. and skies that never fold. you're sorry that it matters more.
wake up bluer than what you think you can stand to be than what you think you should ever be seen as. but you dont really care about it anyway. you dont dont dont dont.