Keep 'Em Coming - Alkaline Trio

14 hours ahead — a head that’s heavier than lead

and I’ve got toothpicks in my eyes, a smile more yellow than the sky

I’ve got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more than my bed

It’s a song sung from a fallen milkman who’s drinking bleach instead

I’m much like him.

14 hours unfed — I spent the last cents in my head

They’re worth much less than pennies now

Food for one thought shared with a crowd

and I’ve got a painting in my head, a deeper blue bled thicker red

More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast

I hate flying I said — that’s what I said

Sad, sorry excuse.

Just like everything that made her smile and everything I use

I won’t go back to the way it was

I’m now huffing gas and sniffing paint,

to take away this buzz that I call you.

14 hours ahead — a head that’s heavier than lead

Toothpicks pry open eyes, a smile more yellow than the sky

I’ve got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more than my bed

It’s a song sung from a fallen milkman who’s drinking bleach instead

I’m much like him.

14 hours unfed — I spent the last cents in my head

They’re worth much less than pennies now

Food for one thought shared with a crowd

I’ve got a painting in my head, a deeper blue bled thicker red

More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast

I hate flying I said — that’s what I said

Sad, sorry excuse.

Just like everything that made her smile and everything I use

I won’t go back to the way it was

I’m now huffing gas and sniffing paint,

to take away this buzz that I call you.