DAMN IT.

Missed my first cue All tangled up in days of blue and black Got some flak for turning back the ticking clocks in search of you If I get around to telling you how my mistakes all mount up Then here's a clue God damn it God damn it God damn it God damn it God damn... I've lost track of what is true Away, he will slip Into the darkness on the edge of town He meets friends who want nothing more than to drain his money down Here's that tangible fear Cracks in the mirror Blood dripping down my shoes God damn it God damn it God damn it God damn it God damn... I've lost track of what is true