I’m standing at the party   Where all the Dom's long gone   And like a vegan grocer    I was into food not bombs   The rains fell down   They kind of felt like rain   And now the season’s changing   There’s madness in the air   But it feels like only yesterday   I cut off all my hair   And washed the makeup off   Try to let my skin breathe   Oh, and months go by like minutes    In romantic comedies   There's a guy over there   And he is waving a gun in my direction   And all y'all smile and say   "Just goddamn do what he says"   And all I can think   Is that behind closed doors and broken noses   He's doing exactly the same thing to you   He's just done to me   Oh, and minutes go by like hours    When I've forgotten how to breathe   And I am from the wayward son    With absolutely zero potential   Oh, and it’s coupled with the best of intent   You talk about forever like it's a sentence    That escapes you like thunder   As if we were both set in stone    By someone else's plans   A mark and a scar,   Festering boil and a cold sore   I feel like I've lost my mind    But somehow still won the war   And now I'm standing at the party   Where everything's gone wrong   And like a vegan zombie   I was into grains not bombs   And I wish you were here    As the snow fell down like lead   And left perfect circle indentations    In the tops of our heads