LOOK AT HIM ANOTHER ROADSIDE DISASTER HE'S BEEN LEFT THERE BEFORE
COULD'VE BEEN ANOTHER SUICIDE BABY IF THAT'S WHAT FATE HAD IN STORE
HIBERNATE 'TIL YOUR OWN VOICE DISEASES AND SHADOWS THEY BLOOM LIKE FEAR
BUT YOU KEEP YOUR LITTLE BLINDERS ON, KISS AND TELL AND PRETEND YOU CAN'T HEAR

TAKE A LITTLE TASTE OF YOUR VICTORY
PRETEND THERE'S MORE THAT YOU GET
IF THERE'S SOME HOPE SET ASIDE FOR ME
I DON'T BELIEVE IT, I DON'T BELIEVE IT YET

REMINISCE THE DAY RIFF LEFT HIS FAMILY FOR SOME MONKS OUT WEST
PACKED HIS SCARF WITH HIS SCOTCH AND HIS SCEPTER AND HIS FAVORITE DRESS
TIME AND MONEY CLOSING IN FASTER ON YOUR SANITY AND PEACE IN STRIFE
FAIRY TALES ARE TRUER IN MEDICINE BUT STRANGER IN LIFE, IN LIFE

TAKE A LITTLE TASTE OF YOUR MISERY
PRETEND THERE'S MORE THAN YOU HAVE (LESS THAN YOU HAVE)
IF THERE'S SOME HOPE SET ASIDE FOR ME (FUTURE WORTH SEEING)
I DON'T BELIEVE IT, I DON'T BELIEVE IT YET

SOME PEOPLE GROW UP IN PUBLIC AND THEY MAKE THEIR MISTAKES ON A STAGE
OTHERS TURN TO ZEROS IN PRIVATE AND PRETEND THEY'RE 'OK'
PUTTING TRUST IN POETS AND MUSIC AND PEOPLE YOU COUNT ON ONE HAND
BUT IT'S ALL THE BACKSTABBING CHEATERS WHO WILL TEACH YOU THE LEDGE