"Keep 'Em Coming" by Alkaline Trio

14 hours ahead, a head that's heavier than lead.  and I've
got toothpicks in my eyes.  a smile more yellow than the
sky.  I've got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more
than my bed.  It's a song sung from a fallen milkman who's
drinking bleach instead.  I'm much like him.  14 hours
unfed, I spent the last cents in my head.  They're worth
much less than pennies now.  Food for one thought shared
with a crowd.  and I've got a painting in my head, a deeper
blue bled thicker red.  More red than Bloody Mary's coast to
coast.  I hate flying I said, that's what I said.  Sad,
sorry excuse.  Just like everything that made her smile and
everything I use.  I won't go back to the way it was.  I'm
now huffing gas and sniffing paint to take away this buzz
that I call you.  14 hours ahead, a head that's heavier than
lead.  Toothpicks pry open eyes.  a smile more yellow than
the sky.  I've got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss
more than my bed.  It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
who's drinking bleach instead.  I'm much like him.  14 hours
unfed, I spent the last cents in my head.  They're worth
much less than pennies now.  Food for one thought shared
with a crowd.  I've got a painting in my head, a deeper blue
bled thicker red.  More red than Bloody Mary's coast to
coast.  I hate flying I said, that's what I said.  Sad,
sorry excuse.  Just like everything that made her smile and
everything I use.  I won't go back to the way it was.  cause
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint to take away this
buzz that I call you.