Tonight as I drive these roads you’re the only one who will ever know what I’ve done. I feel no remorse, no regret, only hopeless and feeble to those who don’t know I’ve let them down. Eyes that reflect ignorance, that beg for truth, but you’re the only one and there’s no need to tell you. Embezzle these secrets deep inside, black outs and dreams is where they’ll lie. Drink you away until the sun rises but you’ll still be watching…
Synthetic transference won’t clean this slate, to roll off my tongue and become someone else’s burden. Where are you, where have you been, is it my fault I’m lost, has this all been up to me? The most I can do is start again and prey for a storm to cover my tracks. And here I stand on my own, I can’t remember the time I saw you last. Optimism and paranoia are a terrible combination for someone so lonely so double up this last shot and maybe I won’t come home weak.
I see what you’re doing, I know where you’ve been, and if you had any idea you’d know we both sin. Drown all our sorrows, but not in similar ways, though both the same dues come with the same pay. Repeat act two and act three until the stadium closes and no one will question what happens behind the curtain. Because we’re all normal, at least on this street and it’s shameful to admit when life hands you defeat.