I feel the same: drawn out, dried, hurt by what you say.

Nice clothes. Your mind is all shadows.

Insane, see the light; step off;

Don't you know that those cold hard lies that you're telling come back?

Look at me. I won't stand for another.

Now, what you're seeing is a man taken by what he needs.

So hard you have it when you're down.

Here's the day, dreaming of another fate.

So hard you have it--tell me.

Look at me. I won't wait until tomorrow.