Estimated time of arrival In the time that it takes this little worm to crawl up on your root We could have been fine Around this time tomorrow With a tear and a yell And the ring of a bell I can hear the smiles I can see the stench of your daydreams I can smell what I like In the fear in your eyes And the light Tell me that you'd die Tell me that you can't live without my advice If you wanna be with me You've got to leave me be I'm gonna set you free Or I'll go out on a rampage And I'll invest in bars Stomp on feelings and egos With my broken heart Sit down next to my father Deep down in the wishing well With my bare hands I'll strangle him And bury myself next to him Lie down in dark, dark dirt Shut up for once The loneliness, the hangovers and the sorrow I felt it all for you I'll lock the door whenever the **** I want I'll stay in bed until the sun comes up again I'll smoke indoors, I smoke in doors I don't show up, I tell off I imply a fist fight with the light in my eyes I get by and I I drink milk straight from the carton"