I don't have the answers, 

                     I never fucking did. I never ever ever ever ever ever ever had the damn answers.

 I'm coming off a drunk and I can't even call it that. I tried but I never made it. So whatever that is I'm coming down. 

        I never had the answers and all I wanted was to figure them out for you. I'm not even that drunk. In hindsight later this will seem as if I am.

            But I am not. 

                            The scary bits of me come out when I am sober. 

                                                 The strangest parts come out when I'm straight.

                   Trust me on this. I can show you songs I did that are immensely odd and fucked up and I was as sober as a grandmother. I can tell you which tunes I did drunk and which are sober. To tell you the truth if it's up and it's a complete tune with more than one verse and chorus, it's probably sober.

                           I don't have the answers and I never fucking did and really, 

             I never ever will. I don't even want them anymore. Fuck the answers. They never did anyone any good. Chasing them have been a nightmare. I am done not sleeping at night.

                  Let me sleep.