She's asleep in the backseat Looking peaceful enough to me But she's waking up inside a dream Full of screeching tires and fire We're coming back from where no one lives Pretty much just veterans When I pointed out where the north star is She called me a fucking liar Emily, I'm sorry I just Make it up as I go along And I can feel myself becoming Someone only you could want Headed straight for the concrete In a nightmare screaming Now I'm wide awake, spiraling And you don't want to talk Just take me back to Montreal I'll get a real job, you'll go back to school We can burn out in the freezing cold And just get lost Emily, I'm sorry, baby You know how I get when I'm wrong And I can feel myself becoming Somebody I'm not, I'm not so- Emily, forgive me, can we Make it up as we go along? I'm twenty seven and I don't who I am But I know what I want Emily, I'm sorry Emily, I'm sorry I'm sorry