So far away from sleep I couldn’t write you a song if you dared me I tuned my ear to hear what they wanted from me Then promptly turned down the volume and went to sleep I couldn’t hate you for looking that way that one afternoon - need babes on the beach Couldn’t hate when you said that next round of drinks were on you I couldn’t stand to hear that all of Miami had been in bloom That week you spent cooped up alone in your hotel room It’s quite alright to be no good at all of the things you thought you would like Being kind and talking straight, I do believe I live with hate cause I’ve got a big fucking problem with all the little things People keep telling me it’s time I spend mine trying to bring Into my life like a key, cure or seed - I don’t believe In the healing power of designer brand mac’n’cheese The healing power of a Cartier time piece The healing power of a night in the VIP The healing power of a week spent overseas The healing power of time spent relaxing Healing power of work that’s less taxing Healing power of affording what you need The healing power of a life lived without disease I’m getting nervous and I’m wondering ‘bout the TV And all the people that I’m trying not to be Filling me up like a turnstile door Fortune’s fool forever more So if it’s time to go If it’s time to go I hope You just say so, you just saw so, you just say so, whoa Cause if no one’s ever going to love me the way that I really am To know would only mean it’s time to make more appropriate plans Leave the records to my mom and the hope chest to my dog One more little mystery when I am gone One more little mystery when I am gone One more little mystery when I am gone

Sometimes it’s hard to say I quit / When no one else is gunna notice it Like a letter that’s just been lit / I wanna tell you how I feel Sometimes it’s hard to say I’m done / When I know I am the only one Who will believe all the songs I’ve sung / I wanna tell you how I feel When the daylight slips away too fast / And the moonlight never seems to last/ and your whole life’s a full body cast in the pose Of a body in disobedient craze / A disconnect of the means and ways A habit built at a roman’s pace / Oh my god I’d love a drink Sometimes it’s hard to do as you feel / Sometimes hard to feel if the feel is real /I’d turn myself into an ideal But come on, Chris, you know it’s hard To be exactly who you are and / Admit that you just want a star Hanging in the sky / Saying that one’s mine! When the daylight slips away too fast / And the moonlight never seems to last / And your whole life’s a full body cast in the pose Of indifference stretched across your face / creation at a turtle’s pace A complete capitulation to a way you just can’t know I try not to be too hard on myself cause really now what’s the point? I try not to be too hard - cause really, what’s the... When the daylight slips away too fast / And the moonlight never seems to last / It’s your whole life I just don’t know When the daylight / And the moonlight It’s your your whole life I just don’t know I just don’t kn-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow so I am gunna quit