all day staring at the ceiling/making friends with shadows on my wall/all night hearing voices telling me/that i should get some sleep/because tomorrow might be good for something/hold on/feeling like i'm heading for a breakdown/and i don't know why/but i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell/i know right now you can't tell/but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see/a different side of me/i'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired/i know right now you don't care/but soon enough you're gonna think of me/and how i used to be...me...

I know how disappointed I must make all of my friends. I know that they aren't exactly fond of the person I've become.

Not like I blame them. I'm you, and even I don't like you. You're such a joy to be around, Jeff...you make me ill.

It's hard sometimes, because if I was the person they wanted me to be, they'd trust me. I don't think any of them do, but that's just me. It hurts though.

Oh boo hoo, cry me a freakin' river, Jeff. Do you think we need them? Newsflash: They left us. They walked away first, long before we did.

I don't want to believe the worst, but it's difficult sometime. If I fight harder, maybe I'll prove to Matt and the rest of them that I'm still the same person, only in a different mind. Maybe they'll understand that I'm a different person...

...and after that, I'll teach them that Santa and the Easter Bunny both exist! Jesus Christ, Jeff...you're really beginning to piss me off.

I've thought about talking to Shannon. He's my best friend and all...maybe he'd understand. I don't think it's hard to get him to listen.

Shannon won't even listen to the woman who is throwing her boobs in his face. Why would he listen to us?

I don't want to think right now about redemption. I want to think about what I can do to Hi-V this week. I want to think about how I'm going to take two of them, and I'm going to try to end this war single-handedly. If I can't do it alone, at least I'll have the help of my brother.

I've got news for you, man...you're not Jack White, and you're not a Seven Nation Army. Learn to live with that. At least you've got me though. I won't leave you, no matter how annoyed I get. In fact, I'll probably spend more time around changing your address book and severing the ties to people in your life if you did. You don't deserve the chances they give you. Prove it and shut up, or sulk and let me handle this.

i'm talking to myself in public/dodging glances on the train/and i know, i know they've all been talking bout me/i can hear them whisper/and it makes me think there must be something wrong with me/out of all the hours thinking/somehow i've lost my mind/but i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell/i know right now you can't tell/but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see/a different side of me/i'm not crazy, i'm just a little impaired/i know right now you don't care/but soon enough you're gonna think of me/and how i used to be...

I won't let you down, Jeff...I won't let you get weak. Your desire to stay weak is the reason I still exist.

My devotion to my friends is fading. I don't want that. These people are my family...my brothers and sisters...the people that mean everything to me.

The people that you mean nothing to.

That's not true. They care about me.

They care about what you can do for them.

I hate this feeling of being so unwell.

i've been talking in my sleep/pretty soon they'll come to get me/yeah, they're taking me away/i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell/i know right now you can't tell/but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see/a different side of me/i'm not crazy, i'm just a little impaired/i know right now you don't care/but soon enough you're gonna think of me/and how I used to be...