Red Lights - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

In all good faith and sentiment, I can't believe somehow

That I haven't died of grief or something since you left this town

I'm all undecorated, cigarettes

Standard white apartment walls

And 3 AM and 4 AM, it's impossible to sleep

I'd do anything to hold you, to feel you next to me

But I'm all sore eyes and beasts at my back door

Are pulling out their claws

So yes, I will take those, whatever else they give me

If it stops the nightmares, and probably won’t kill me

And if I slow it down, I’ll end up on one of my accusers' knives

So I only stop to tell her that I love her at the red lights

At the red lights

And all in all, I'm wrecked, you see, from years of piping down

And piping up about the things that never mattered anyhow

When you change too much, you lose yourself

And sometimes you just don't get them back

And you might be an angel or a devil, I don’t know

But if in fact you are, now love, well, I’ve been there before

I’ve fallen on my face and I’ve been burned so near to death

I probably won’t live through it anyhow

So yes, I will take those, whatever else they give me

If it stops the nightmares and probably won’t kill me

And if I slow it down, I’ll end up on one of my accusers' knives

So I only stop to tell her that I love her at the red lights

At the red lights

So yes, I will take those, whatever else they give me

If it stops the nightmares and probably won’t kill me

And if I slow it down, I’ll end up on one of my accusers' knives

So I only stop to tell her that I love her at the red lights