last night you came to take a swing that'd be fine, but im getting old youre getting loud and if you feel bad, if you got something on your mind you can leave to remember the things that you want and yell till you finally think that you found your premise for your revenge last night i remember the last thing you said was something about how those people are much better for you and in a week, i'll feel weak. you're bringing my shoulders to my feet and you're killing me with your circular logic that frustrating stance that never wavers does it waver? oh i'm impressed that you can stop it you're talking so fucking loud i can't hear anything