Trade in value ten thirty eight Fat blood moon crushing in the sky King's Quest IV fading CRT monitor Dream-laden arcade burning behind Watching Lindsay Lohan before cocaine Mom and dad trying hard to stay up late Icy road form unascertained 10:38, traveling out to Van Alstyne You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong, I don't mean a thing Yet you saved me from that fire I know, I know, I know you don't have to try your best You do everything alright Don't say, don't say, don't say I won't fade away Police may be right outside And kill, and kill, and kill the best version of myself Aging actor has no lines I think I still smile more now When Mojave three played, she started to cry, and the sun reflected her young teardrops, like glitter in her eyes Then sparks on sunshine road repeat again and again Condensed into one time It's a waste things aren't youth now Humor so fun Sure proving hard to see Say I have no soul And you laugh cause of what I look like The page I read With a foreword that reads I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I swear I know now, everything I felt And after all this time, I'm a piece of shit And after all I tried, and there's nothing left Was it all just wasted time?