Well, I always see myself dying A void that I can't bring myself back from the edge of Lying alone in my apartment Waiting to be found Imagining a car crash (car crash) But it'll probably be a heart attack, and Sometimes I wish that I could shoot up And slowly disappear I see myself fading out Crushing disappointment of how I've wasted a quarter of a century Worried about how much time I've been wasting Imagine something greater than just Being a waiter or a failure, and how Everyone since I was three Has expected only the best of me (Whoa-oh) stop me if you think I'm all wrong (Whoa-oh) stay here, if you could, just lie to me through the night (Whoa-oh) tell me I'm not doing it wrong (Whoa-oh) even when I'm not doing anything right And I am the child That's thrown in the deep end, and I can't swim And I am a liar That is hanging on every word you lament And I think I'm a coward I wasted a year in your embrace I'll stick my head in a microwave To try to rid myself of the taste