Ghost Man On Third
Taking Back Sunday
Tell All Your Friends (2002)

Jinx me something crazy
Thinking of it's three (one, two and then...)
then I'm as smooth as the skin
That rolls across the small of your back
It's too bad it's just not my style.
If you need me I'm out,
and on the parkway
Patient and waiting for headlights dressed
in a fashion that's fitting
to the inconsistency of my moods
It's times like these where silence means
everything.
It's a campaign of distraction and revisionist history.
It's a shame I doubt they'd notice
I doubt they'd even care.
No one is to know about this.
Don't let me down.
But whatever I have been getting myself into
lately has been slicing inches from my waist.
It's my fist vs. the bottle and that's how bad could this hurt...
..against I won't feel a thing.
No one is to know about this.
Don't let me down.
We were taught so much better than this...
This is what living like this does....
Thank God you weren't there to watch me hit bottom.