I sit still with lightning for a head I sleep like a rock with spiders in my bed I eat the dirt to learn about the land I wave goodbye with nothing for a hand And I breathe in terror for oxygen I swear I'm sitting at a bus stop next to a demon Then I breathe out nothing of consequence I do it again, until I can manage a greeting And it's very unfortunate that we can't just run from Anything, because if we could, I think I would run from this And it's very unfortunate that we can't really make each other feel Better, because if we could, Then I'd give you a kiss and that would be it