For answers, address your questions to the mirror
Because I'm losing it
Failure has grown to feel just like a standard
That we never set

When is "enough now. " enough?
When do you admit that you're done?
Because God only knows what they'll say about me
When the curtains have finally drawn

I guess you wanted better
Than the windiest winter that I can remember
I think you deserve better
Than the loneliest kid north of west hartford center
What would you risk knowing yo'd slip?