Lyrics:

I kick the sheets
Until they rise like mountain ranges at my feet
I'm in the dark
God only knows the torment writ large upon my heart

What wouldn't I?
What wouldn't I give?

It comes to this
I'm only sure of things I know now don't exist
There's no precision
I'm inside-outside-in, I want subdivision

And all of this fills my aching head
I hate this face, the luxury hotel bed
Oh, dear, oh me-oh-my
Got to concentrate just to keep from trying
Oh, dear, oh me-oh-my
Got to concentrate just to keep from trying

Don't lose it
Things move rapidly
Don't lose it
Try to maintain composure
Don't lose it
The dead are haunting me
Out with it
Let's get it over with

What wouldn't I?
What wouldn't I give?

I'm thoroughly wasted
My mind's hallucinating lucidity
It's oversensitized
And something's moving on the periphery

What wouldn't I?
What wouldn't I give?