I had a chance to respond, instead I led you on, leaving notes on my windshield. If not for you then I don't think we could have seen it through... I was weak back then.
Barbara Anne, take my hand, make me a man, give me one more chance. I'm pleased down on my knees, what more do you need? Let me make things right, let me answer for tonight.
Now we've got a chance to make things right, so let's make it right. For the first time, the last time, I'm sorry. How long must I endure until you are fully cured, and I'm feeling ill?
Track Name: Zero To Nothing
Zero to nothing in 40 minutes... maybe there's nothing and I'm just digging too far in it. We'll see. My line of questioning is more like pestering the parts that I can't help but see. No talking, just transcoded breathing... it's like we can't talk since we started teething. This bites. My lines that silence thee leave us both festering, sorry but I can't help but see... Zero to nothing in extra innings... maybe I'm off track and I'm just in int for winning. We'll see. Now you're the one asking and I'm the one protecting the parts I wish no one could see.
I'm falling down a wishing well that once had served me well, but ever since it's gone dry, these visions that I see leave us both festering...