I'm watching as the second hand spins around at double speed, and if I'm gonna try die young, I might as well try now as we speak only to antagonize and test the ceiling of the fool I am, and in order just to reconcile means were gonna have to fight again. Stay away while I, while I wait dying young here. You and I know I'm not trying. It's gonna take a while to sleep. It's gonna take a while to filter all the message wrapped around the hints you give from the few words that I can recall from all the nights that we would just stay in and watch t.v. in different rooms alone. In order just to reconcile were gonna have to fight again. Stay away while I, while I wait dying young here. You and I know I'm not trying. I'd say we need a place to release our animosity. Out there where the flood passed by there's a place where nothing grows; and there, sick of s** and drunk for the season, we will ridicule each other until tears set in to loosen up the soil. And there I'll dig a hole that's big enough for two.