From the recording Cobwebs

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Another perfect day to just remain
Inside my swollen, empty head
Another lesson learned and overturned
And I'm held captive by this bed

And as the hours die, I can only try
To locate all I threw away
But all this talk is cheap and now I'm digging deep
But I can never face the day

My phone is blowing up; much to my disgust
From folks who tell me that they care
I'll never grasp their cause because with all my flaws
I don't deserve any welfare

But now I must admit that things are not as shit
As they once felt a month ago
Could I be snapping out of this delight hold out?
I hope so

I had to tear it all apart
To overhaul this bleeding heart
I think it's time for me to start
Putting the horse before the cart