I had another dream about my mom And she was driving wrong She had a cigar - unlit She told me "son you're gonna lose your mind Unless you go and fly" Or else you'll fall in the pit The pit had crabs and they were pinching-mad And one looked just like dad Except he looked like he cried And only later did I see for what My brother lost his guts And it was because he lied We're saying farewell Because you'll burn in Hell And when I will, you won't Because I do, you don't And so I took a plane to other lands I didn't have a plan He said he'd help me later She took a skirt and put a dress on me Except that all I see Is someone lying - faker I laughed at everything that I had built My romance and goodwill And then I burned it slowly But just as I was gonna do my hair They said "GET OUT OF THERE" And so I walked back, lowly You're saying farewell Because I'll burn in Hell And when you will, I won't Because you do, I don't We gave up laughing, had a drink or two I saw what I could do I felt a remorse, pounding I didn't miss the makeup or the fools I missed my freedom's tools And now I felt like drowning I called up Guo and said "I need a lift" New reasons to exist And drove away at midnight Another chance to have a life again To have a wife and friends And that's when I saw the light I'm saying farewell Because we'll burn in Hell And when we do, we won't Because we will, we don't I'm saying farewell Because we'll burn in Hell And when we do, we won't Because we will, we don't

I'd like to understand my mind And all the things it makes me hate I make believe that life is oh-so fine And I promise myself I'm great I can't conceive a world worth working towards When the world has other work to do I can't pretend an audience exists When I was acting just for you I feel like something needs to change But it's addicting to screw it up I picked to hold your hand and love When I could have picked to run And now there's ringing in my ears And the bills are on the desk And it's hard to picture a future When I've got to clean up this mess I can't conceive a world worth working towards When the world has other shit to do I can't pretend an audience exists When I was giving it up for you