She’s running out noh nonThe medicine is setting in and row by rownThe sentiment is wearing thin nThe radionThe frequencies of everything that’s wrong with her tonightnnShe’s crying, “oh my lord”nThese paragraphs are spilling out across the floornIn photographs of everything she can’t ignorenShe’s screaming out that I can’t take this anymorenn But honey I don’t mind if you’re the devil babyn Take my life with everything you gave men And go go with your mayday melodiesn Slow it down and hold steady to mennShe’s riding trains tonightnShe told me everything except, “goodbye”nIn letters that she wrote upon my heart; nAnd I am not about to tell you now, “I’ll never be alright”nBut I may never be alrightnnSo turn me up now, we’re in motionnStop my heart and cause your commotionnTurn it up, now I’m your disasternSo sing it out now, faster faster