作曲 : Michael Francis Dunphy
 (Do you feel alone right now?)
 (I mean, I'd like to believe I'm not, but I just... I've just never seen any proof)
 (so I... I just don't debate it anymore, you know?)
 Doing all the wrong things
 Kaki King
 Awfully bleak
 Feeling meek
 Eating maki
 Saki drink
 Not the tea
 Boston streets
 Calling me
 Calling them
 Maybe I should make a call for this bread
 Oh lord please no don’t ever take me back to my old ways
 Was in the hallway
 Ain’t promote it
 No gold chain
 The ones that really need it kept quiet, don’t show face
 Was trying to put something on a styrofoam plate
 I was in and out
 Catch a plane to San Francisco, distro,
 Shipping, disclaimer location,
 No, I never did announce
 Skipped the In & Out
 Living in a disco 6 days
 Top down, exotic rental
 Intoxicated state
 Expensive brunch
 Pacific Heights
 Crystal stemware
 Sitting nice
 The city lights
 Liquor hit the ice
 Iffy intuition listen, didn’t trip
 If there’s anything in this life I’ve learned
 This isn’t it
 I don’t get it
 Still No (Is that scary?)
 Still don’t get it
 Still No (I don't want to be alone.)
 Nothing in this life is free,
 Promised or forever
 Sooner that gets through your head
 Well, the better
 Nothing in this life is free,
 Promised or forever
 Sooner that gets through your head
 Well, the better, the better
 And I knew it
 As romantic as my hopes are
 My pessimism is at its peak
 Promises barrage
 Don’t trust em’
 Pass the test flying colors, gold stars
 Genuinely believe all good things end
 So, so long
 And if you live that way
 Then no one
 Will have an opportunity to take advantage of you
 Never be let down
 Intermittent happiness
 But mostly sadness
 As it is no one’s plan to love you
 Wash away like waves when they hit the harbor, glimmer
 Harbor all your honest wishes
 They were not shared with the ones you wanted
 Let it rot in you
 Till you ain’t got a pot to piss in
 Let it affect every part of your being
 Wore my heart on my sleeve
 Eventually stopped beating,
 And the flesh turned green
 Exposed arteries start to stink
 Mine is not anatomical
 Missing parts,
 This can’t be all of you
 My atrium aching,
 If everything’s fine
 Then what is wrong with you?
 Still No (Is that scary?)
 Still don’t get it
 Still No (I don't want to be alone.)
 Nothing in this life is free,
 Promised or forever
 Sooner that gets through your head
 Well, the better
 Nothing in this life is free,
 Promised or forever
 Sooner that gets through your head
 Well, the better, the better
 (It's absurd.)
 (The search for God is absurd?)
 The better
 (It is if everyone dies alone.)