That last one messed me up

Things look bad

Things look tragic



I keep looking in the mirror

Afraid that I won't be there



Courting Ellen West, dancing on her grave

Saving Ellen West



My house is full of demons

I swear to God

I need to go to bed



I need to go to sleep

I'm awake with a vengeance



Saving Ellen West 'cause she wanted it

This way



My mouth is full of demos

I swear to God I need to go to bed

I need to go to sleep



I need that hope chest

I need to breathe

I need you here

I need to disappear