Tell me your plan, how it's all gonna work I should figure myself out first In the meantime All my thoughts they get away from me Running off artificial energy In the meantime And all my friends are in the hospital Sleeping off their daily dose I saw you there in the corridor Shaking hands with your ghost In the meantime I'm sorry I don't know what to say, No one has ever made me feel this way I feel fine Write a song, oh what's the use They all end up about you I guess that's alright It's alright And all my friends are in the hospital Sleeping off their daily dose And I know they don't miss me anyway Another new year spent alone And all my friends have gone mad An apocalyptic fad Sink your teeth into What's coming for you In the meantime