I guess I'll look for you tonight. At every parking lot and stop light in this town. And I'll pretend you want me around. Just like I always do, whenever I feel down. 

You are the white noise while I sleep. You are the white noise that I can't keep out my head. 
And it's turning me red with stress. Yeah it's turning me into [bad word] [bad word] mess. 

I hope this hits between your ears and every bad thought disappears, but you won't listen anyway, you only tell me go away. 

Wish I could say how much you helped me, form habits that are unhealthy, like how I kill this throat for you. 
I need to figure out how to make this show. 
I know you hate how I always shout, is this convenient for you now? 

I hope this hits between your ears, and every bad thought disappears, but you won't listen anyway, you only tell me go away. 

Hate that you're doing better than me, why can't I just be [bad word] happy? For the first time in my life, why can't I just do something right?