[Verso 1]
Treacherous, empty
Alert on the backseat
Visiting disgrace
Each dull face or first name
You scan the AM for “Coast to Coast”
I’ll try to embrace the lows
[Verso 2]
We lay at night
Cursing our stage fright
Or leading our own lives
Into the empty night
When you’ve indulged every reckless whim
What is the weight of all your weakness?