[bad word] for a long, long time 
Oh did you say this life could never be 
It was never really up to me 
Decided by a god I cannot know 

And when you poured every little fluid ounce of [bad word] 
The overflowing cup was only just 
Your cardboard cutout substitute for love 

And tragically I’m holding on 
But the game is lost and the crowd is gone 

I’m losing my mind 
I’m losing my mind, oh  [bad word] for a long, long time 

And in my head a girl is sitting there 
She picks a patch of wall and stares 
She tells her love, she’s doomed to die alone 

But then she’ll rise and straighten crooked spine 
And remember love and remember life 
She buys a ticket that train will take her home 

And I’m standing on the platform here 
But all mirages disappear 

I’m losing my mind 
I’m losing my mind, oh  [bad word] for a long, long time