The floodgates opened and there was a river Flowing through me with a dull precision It left me feeling nauseous And handcuffed by a lack of ambition Drugs and Daytime Television Dividing like light through a prism A thousand individual parts I couldn't process And I was lying in the backseat I was trying to find New words for the same repeating lines But after the smoke cleared Opened my eyes and I was still here I was certain I was a goner Shoulda been me on the table With the wires and the cables I'll do anything it takes if you stay here Just a little while longer And I was lying in the backseat, I was trying to find New words for the same repeating lines And I was lying through my teeth Always saying it would be alright I'm still feeling your fingers on my spine And when the floodgates closed And I was back in my darkened home Feeling more depleted than I ever have But instead of crying Whenever I think of dying It only makes me laugh How can I explain it to you When I don't understand it myself? And I was lying in the backseat, I was trying to find New words for the same repeating lines And I was lying through my teeth Always saying it would be alright I'm still feeling your fingers on my spine