Calais to Dover

Under a microscope of apoplectic vision
 My face on a slide show, I look totally unhinged
 Forgot the Latin word, the name for this condition
 Said I felt sick to get attention
 Now this winter got an excuse to not go home
 Rented a house out on the coast
 Flying away, I heard a memory, your voice over the engine
 So full of remorse and apprehension
 Now that you're gone
 Now that I'm out here on my own
 It won't be long
 'Til I have to pay for what I've done
 Tell me to stop
 Tell me to watch the way I talk
 'Cause nothing is changing
 Don't want to state the obvious
 Threw up on the ferry ride from Calais back to Dover
 As pale as the white cliffs that we faced
 Wasn't afraid, eventualities, just knew that it was over
 No brushes with death could keep us sober
 If I was in London, I'd hold you to everything
 If we were in Cardiff, I'd just sing
 But I'm stuck in Omaha obsessed with my inventions
 There isn't a name for this condition
 Tell me I'm wrong
 Tell me you understand my love
 Tell me what's off
 What would you like to turn back on?
 Tell me what's gone
 Make me a list of what you lost
 'Cause everything's changing
 Don't want to state the obvious
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 Tell me what's wrong
 Tell me, I'll pay for what I've done
 Tell me what's up
 Pain like a big, red rubber ball
 I wish it would stop
 I wish I could tell you it was gone
 But nothing is changing
 Sorry to state the obvious
 Now that you're gone
 Tell me you understand my love
 Tell me what's wrong
 Make me a list of what you lost
 That's all that I want
 I'll pay for what I've done
 Nothing is changing
 To state the obvious, ah