I'm a paranoid wreck, collapsing in on myself And anyone kindly enough to get near me With a body polluted and not built to please My habits aren't strong, they're fucking immortal And you, you'd get drunk, talk shit, run in circles Saying you're just an asshole going nowhere too fast And I can't help but laugh at how much it hits home But you had it the wrong way around I spent 80% of my time scared to death that I'd fucked things up I always said this was too good to be true And yeah, I guess I was right When I got on the V-Line, I enjoyed those comfy seats I knew it was the last time I'd be making the trip And you always said you're unreliable when you're drunk And you got drunk the night we met And when you turned up pissed to my open mic You showed far too much affection and then you fucked off I spent 80% of my time scared to death that I'd fucked things up

When we were sitting in that room With the bed and the rifles And the gaping hole in the wall I knew it was too soon To be humouring our demons But what choice did we have after all? And they were at the door Yeah, they had us surrounded They were coaxing us to that pale death To be like we were before We got smart and got wise And learnt there's more just air in a breath And sometimes I think that they're right At times I wish they were right And my mother can't look at me the same way ever since I started drinking and smoking and swearing even though I At least pretend I care About me or my health Or whether I'm feeling happy today Cos I somewhat aware That nothing's gonna work out Like I picture it in any way And here sitting in this cage I have just enough room To get the smell of piss out of my nose And I look back on every day I spent beating around bushes Stumbling through your life with my eyes half-closed And I don't regret a single second No, I don't regret a single fucking second But I know that closure's good and change is right and whatever, all that bullshit, and that I'm some self-destructive moron, even though I Yeah, today I tried to eat right I've been trying to fix my body One step at a time And I say I feel alright And we've patched up the cracks in the ceiling So now everything's fine But I still feel the raindrops Splash onto my face every night And I'm afraid to turn out the light And when someday the pain stops I'll gather up these sheets and pillowcases And set them alight And someday I'll bother buying the matches But I doubt I'll end up buying the matches, instead I'll buy another instrument and make music about how everything is shit and I'm fucked, even though I I probably can't complain I've no right to complain

This city of heart attacks and divorces, Pretty white horses and heavy rain Pounding on luxury cars As though they're not above the laws of weather The skyscrapers spreading out like wavelengths Across a sky of unnatural green I stare from my backyard past the trees Wondering what this all could mean This city is trying to take me down A peg or two, the bustling throngs Of self-indulgent bodies Push and pull their way through the streets Duck into the alleyway and Catch your breath, you and I We're animated corpses Holding on like hell to what we've got And some days it doesn't seem like much But whatever it is, it's all we have So if it doesn't seem like much Then it's all the more beautiful This city is falling all around us But I don't think we could care less It's brought you to your knees So many times you can't help but laugh The bland austerity, like guns Pressed in our backs, pushing us away From the love of life we remember like It was ten years ago today This city, it holds our heart and soul Keeps them locked up in its chest But through cracked factory windows And painted laneways, we catch glimpses And we will fight to keep them safe Hope to God that they don't age And lose everything we've fought through So much bullshit to achieve "This city, it's gonna fucking kill me", You whispered in a scream It barely made a sound But it resounded so loud it was deafening And you've talked a game of leaving and You wanna just take off to someplace else Well if I didn't need you here I'd probably pitch in for the flight But this city of heart attacks and divorces, Pretty white horses and heavy rain It's where we're meant to be Cos nowhere else will really fix us So we'll just sit down by the river And joke about all the pollution In the water, in the air And in my body for a while And some days this doesn't seem like much But regardless it's all that we have So if it doesn't seem like much Then it's all the more beautiful