Lyrics:
A line above the step beneathThe worst that you could doAnd the best that you could hope forIs hardly the bestTepid water chase the pillsWith turpentine and chamomileAnd don't get cheap with the wineYou need to be up all of the timeShield your eyes, conceal your lies.Don't blink, everyone's watching.They'll think you're up to something.They need for you to be everythingthat they cannot be themselves. Dashboard Confessional Morning Calls