James Frey, A Million Little Pieces
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking’s just a waste of breath
And living’s just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we’ve got nothing left
And there used to be such an easy way of living
And there used to be every hope in the world
And I used to get everything that I went after
But there never used to be this girl

