I feel insane, I can't stop writing   Even crazier for fighting   What must be said   This pencil feels like lead   And everybody's dead   Asleep tonight -- 'cept me   I scribble so impatiently   The keys rest upon my knees   And I need something   I need some sort of recipe   I need something   I need someone to rescue me   To set me free   To take me places I ought to be      And I was just about to fall for you   But I stopped myself in the middle of my longing   Because I know it isn't true   It's just the alcohol that's talking   And I keep on responding to   The sky above dark blue   Where I'm wishin' on stars I never knew   And I'm wonderin' how people I grew up with   Could grow up into   People I wish I never ever knew