No walls can keep me protected. No sleep.
 Nothing in between me and the rain. 
And you can't save me now. 
I'm in the grip of a hurricane. I'm gonna blow myself away. 
I'm going out. I'm gonna drink myself to death. 
And in the crowd, I see you with someone else. 
I brace myself, cause I know it's going to hurt. 
But I like to think at least things can't get any worse.