What I used to be will pass away, and then you'll see That all I want now is happiness for you and me. - Elliott Smith

Veins full of disappearing ink
Vomitting in the kitchen sink.

I'm comfortable apart, it's all written on my chart
And I take what's given me, most cooperatively
I do what people say and lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified, I hope you're satisfied

Your hand on his arm, the hay stack charm around your neck, strung out and thin, calling some friend trying to cash some check, he's acting dumb, that's what you've come to expect. * I can't beat myself
I can't beat myself
And I don't want to talk.
I'm taking the cure so I can be quiet
Whenever I want.
So leave me alone
You ought to be proud that I'm getting good marks.