I wonder what you dream about When you're lying there alone There's no one there to pick you up You've turned them all away I wonder what you dream about When you're lying there alone No one to pick you up You've turned them all away You're lying there Making a mess of yourself Can't even lift your head on your own Willful, intentional ignorance Permeating your existence A string of bad decisions leads To a vomitous mess on the floor Give an inch, you take a mile Slipping into the dark again Fall asleep, never wake up again Narcissistic tendencies Meet a relentless chemical dependence A deadly combination, leading straight to black