Eleven, Eleven - Northbound

I’m sick of sleeping in

And losing all my friends to substances

And I’d call you up if I thought you gave a shit

Harsh words exit your mouth

I’d flip myself upside down and turn myself inside out

Just for you, like I do

I will surely fuck this up

Then we’ll both end up feeling stuck

Since I wasted all my lucky stars on you

Then you will not answer the phone

And I will toss and turn alone

Since I wasted all my lucky stars on you

La da da da da

Fuck you, now I’m done