Texty: Tyler Read. A Litmus Test.

Three o' clock on your watch as you stagger out into the street
Whisky soaked, you light up a cigarette
for the way it feels between your fingers
Hold the phone, no let it ring
(She'll be there wondering)
It's been a long day but a longer night,
and this has been a long
(time coming)

This only the beginning, in the end you think you're winning
This is only a fake ending, making yourself a way out

In your room, in your room, where you pace back and forth
There were angels all around you now you can't see them anymore
You take this pill from the bottle and now swallow
Giving in is not the problem, no, it's the dosage that will do you in

This is only the beginning, in the end you think you?re winning
This is only a fake ending, making yourself a way out
When you close your eyes to sleep
Is the ending bittersweet?
When you close your eyes to sleep
What do you see

All the forgotten memories
From all the images you keep
But in the end it'd what you see
That tears you into pieces

Do you think you'll just fade away

(Thanks to Tara for these lyrics)