Television flashin' at 4 a.m.    And it's beating on my eyelids like the Mob.   But I can't turn it off, so I just turn it up.     So the darkness and the silence don't    work me over from the inside with my thoughts   and I can't turn em off.      I’m like a faucet that leaks leaving rust stains in your sink   I'm Like a wine glass sitting on a wedding dress    I am ready and willing to make a mess   And it's hurricane season, as if I ever need a reason.      So how do you live with that?      and my alarm clock’s working at 5 pm,    and it's towing in my headache like a train.   But I can't pull the switch so I just stay on track.   And I roll into the night time with a drink.    Some conversation that won't ever go away.   and I can't go away.         I’m like a faucet that leaks leaving rust stains in your sink   I'm Like a wine glass sitting on a wedding dress    I am ready and willing to make a mess   and it's hurricane season, as if I ever need a reason.      So how do you live with that?      Television flashes at 4 a.m.    And it's beating on my eyelids like the Mob.