Wasting
I am wasting
I am wasting
I am wasting

Into nothing
Fucking nothing

Total absence
Of the self

Those dancing eyes
My buckled knees
I'm choked up
Red and pathetic

Oh, the terror, the yearning
I couldn’t do it

Crashed headlong
Into another bad phone call
Am I a ghost? A tortured ending?
Another letter not worth sending?

I couldn't do it, I changed my mind
I couldn't do it, I changed my mind
I was a joke you didn't get
I was a joke you'll soon forget