If I Don't Write This Song Someone I Love Will Die

I check my bed for bugs and spiders (though I don’t

really believe they’re there)

I check my head, it’s getting tighter

I want to stop, but I don’t dare

I will not sleep until I’ve counted to 200 three times

I will not sleep until my pencils lie in a straight line

Goodnight, goodbye

It’s late, and I’m too tired to cry

Goodnight, goodbye

Just let me close my weary eyes

I pray to God twice in the evenings

And check the stove four times each day

I spin around the door to make sure that it’s locked

And wear these lucky socks until they fade away

The house might burn down, and it’s all my fault if that

puddle doesn’t get me wet

If I get home before the rain you’re mine, but I won’t

bet

One day, I’ll be stepping

On cracks and close my eyes

But I’m too tired to argue with myself

I’ll just do this one more time