“2 a.m. and I’m still awake writing a song,
If I get it all down on paper, it’s no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to.
And I feel like I’m naked in front of the crowd,
‘Cause these words are my diary screaming out loud,
And I know that you’ll use them however you want to.”
I’m gonna need more eye makeup. (Or, um, ANY eye makeup, because I usually don’t bother — that’s some shit the Real Women do.)