Strapped on the gurney tonight
This ain't how I imagined my life
I'm getting old but I'm not growing up
Clinically I've been dead for five seconds
But I know I've been dead since birth
Or at least that's how it feels to me sometimes
But I don't want you all to worry
It kinda feels like falling asleep
But my limbic system's fried again on Saturday night
And my friends are tired of chasing me down outside
And it's hard to tell what's real or not in this haze
To all those cups that were left on my lawn
And to all those jackets that were lost, you're still gone
But I'm moving forward with no destination in mind
I wanna see my friends again and I'm sad
That this is how they have to see me join my place with the damned
What a way to go, surrounded by my loves
But now I'm really starting to worry
It kinda feels like falling asleep
But my limbic system's fried again on Saturday night
And my friends are tired of chasing me down outside
And it's hard to tell them that I want to change
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you
I don't know what I would do without you