Seems like the first day that I haven't slept awake behind the wheel
I've been burning sheets of paper to eliminate that shitty feeling
Burning bridges listening to Phoebe playing sad
'Till I pass a highway cemetery laughing at the dead
What's your plan now?
Bought a ticket to the freakshow when I looked into the mirror
Hadn't seen this face since seventh grade or felt pretty since my sophomore summer
Some articulation of the tiredness inside my eyes
Is coming out in anxious laughter broken Chucks and skinny ankles
What's the plan now?
What's the plan now?
Celebrating making it this far with cigarettes and cake
A place that I could lie around with simple walls and buzzing sounds
That's what I'm planning to do?
Take a couple grams and watch the couples melt inside my vision
Thinking that I'll kill whoever asks me if Ohio's prison
Think know who I will be if I can get rich in my twenties
But all that I can see is stale water choking me like pennies
Guess that's the plan now
Guess my plan now
(Would you believe in a dream?)
(Back from Death)
(What would you say?)