You better open the door before I take a hammer to the walls around it
I cannot let you inside myself I fear I'll sink the ship and drag us both down
Our Hell ends every weekend but it's all I have to believe to believe in
Matt makes his murderous demand: foreign films.
I take a stand and it's all uphill from here, at least I hope so
Kate claims she can't depend on me for anything and I agree it's crystal clear.
I reach for the bottle and disappear
Our Hell ends every weekend but it's all I have to believe to believe in
Frank fails to see the humor in my sad attempts at breakdancing in every bar along Lyndale Avenue
Liz likes to liquor up my thoughts from the C.C. Club
to the Triple rock
There's no escape from the chorus of people screaming
You better open the door before I take a hammer to the walls around it
I cannot let you inside myself I fear I'll sink the ship and drag us both down
Our Hell ends every weekend but it's all I have to believe to believe in
I'll swim backwards
I'll swim alone, the long goodbye
