The revolving door spins as my stomach turns

It's 2am, 3rd degree burns

In my eyes, and sometimes

It's alright, it's alright

And the telephone rings. Now it's off the hook

While I try to sing the telephone book

For someone to come by

And save me for the night

I'm so, I'm so, I'm so suffocated

In the emergency room waiting

But I think it's gonna be a while

Light a match, burn all the files

Code Orange on speed dial

Speed dial

Watch the headlights pull away

And my stomach drops into my legs

And oh my god, it's been a day

There was so much more that I want to say

Lemon lime and cherry picking all the promises that you kept forgetting

We mixed up the paperwork. Now we're in deep shit

Sir, for a dollar, how do you feel about it?

Do you, do you even know why?

I do, I do believe it's a sign

Golly, would you look at the time?

I'm gonna take back what is mine

Do you, do you even know why?

I do, I do believe it's a sign

Golly, would you look at the time?

I'm gonna take back what is mine

I'm gonna take back what is mine

I'm so, I'm so, I'm so suffocated

In the emergency room waiting

But I think it's gonna be a while

Light a match, burn all the files

Code Orange on speed dial

Speed dial