Off-Screen

Arson showed me
That years can be erased
Well, I don’t drink it for the taste
But the scars still remind me
That the train derailed
The vaccine failed
And the priest kept a straight face

So I’m the line outside the liquor store
At four in the morning
I’m the waiting room in the ER
Yeah, I am purgatory
And everything’s a lie
I guess everything’s a lie
What a terrible relief

If truth waits off-screen
Then that camera’s all we are
Up late drinking at the bars
Ruthless and obscene
When the vandals come
They’ll turn and run
’Cause I’ll have ripped myself apart

So I’ve been staking out the liquor store
Since four in the morning
There’s a waiting room in the ER
Where I found purgatory
But everything’s a lie
Goddamn, everything’s a lie
What a terrible relief, yeah
Oh, my sins can’t follow me

So I hope you know what you’re doing
’Cause I don’t have a clue
Come on now, just take me to bed
And show me what it’s done to you
That photo album
Will always stay
Half empty
It’s half empty
I’m half empty, yeah

So I’ve been staking out the liquor store
Since four in the morning
There’s no waiting room, there’s no ER
Yeah, there is no purgatory
And everything’s a lie
Goddamn, everything’s a lie
And I wish I still believed, yeah
But most nights, I’m just relieved