On my back and up at you. The stars are glaring overhead and somewhere in the next room, someone's scouring the internet for a friend in California making industry connections, faking dreams of smaller stages, bragging rights and tragic dressing rooms. It puts me in my place to know that you can make me feel just like a kid with half a line in the season's latest cancellation. Lock me up on Friday nights. The drinks are ripe. It feels too right since management betrayed me...betrayed me. Sneaky as hell when you're out on your own and you've already labeled yourself, "not breathing." I'll stay on your good side 'cause I want a good life. I've already told you before, "I'm leaving." If this is a conquest, a superficial reason, I'm sorry I lied when I said that I was lonely. Make me up in shining colors before I start to trail off. I'm staying half the night, but only half the night. If this is a problem, you can direct your complaint to my heart, to this song, to everyone around you struggling with their brief complexities, dreaming of an unaffected me. We're staying home and losing faith. That's all there ever is to do. Back on the road with a cellular phone and the heaviest heart that says, "stop breathing." I'll stay on your good side. I want a good life. I've already said it before, "I'm leaving." Under this state of distress, I smile and laugh at little jokes. Smoking alone, backyard on the phone. I've kept up my promise to "please, stop breathing." I'll stay on your good side. I want a good life. I'm much too scared to stay, so I'm leaving here

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