Текст песни: Lame Ducks. Pick It Up. You Better Watch Out!.

Late at night, sitting in a bar.
It's a miracle that I've come this far.
I look up and meet your eyes.
Hold your hand, and I think that it feels like a visionary.
Coming around to me. This is all I wanna be.

Then she called my name...

Back then it felt so great.
Now I'm filled with hate.
I can't believe that I could be untrue.
My stomach aches every time I think of you.
It's like everybody's looking down at me.
This is not what I wanna be