I'm tired of living in your constellation    Most of your friends, they still don't know my name    I've never been good at orbiting    And everything you say is Greek to me    So why don't I blow the lid off this can of worms?    I think there might be a prize at the bottom    It's a Cracker Jack deal    I'll be free and you'll be rid of me    Everything's gold on the surface of the moment    But I take my coffee much blacker than you ever will    And when my day comes crashing down    At 3 a.m., without a sound    You're fast asleep...but I'm dying.       You're making me laugh    But I don't want to laugh anymore    People laugh when they don't really know the score    And laughing is just one step away    From crying...and I don't want to do that today    A bit of a piece of a fragment of you is enough    I can file it away with the last six months    In a tattered envelope    Stuck away in a book that I never read    Everything's gold on the surface of the moment    But I take my coffee much blacker than you ever will    And when my day comes crashing down    At 3 a.m., without a sound    You're fast asleep...but I'm dying.       I had a dream last night 'bout an angel    She was laughing at me, but so sweetly    Then she kicked me out the door    I fell out of bed and now my ribs are sore    Everything's gold on the surface of the moment    But I take my coffee much blacker than you ever will    And when my day comes crashing down    At 3 a.m., without a sound    You're fast asleep, but I'm dying    You're doing fine, but I'm dying.