A mistaking for power on a lyric sheet
Makes the whole room pin-drop silent
Perhaps the bleakest thing I’ve ever written
So incredibly dirty and violent

And I try to defend my case
Blame it on my wrong headspace
People say it’s just a phase
And soon my whole world’s gonna change
Till then I’m waiting

Ramble on and ramble on
And babble about Babylon
Tell me that I have nothing to worry about
And that I just have to stay strong
Leave your pity at the door
When you come into my home
Cause if you are willing to congregate with me
Then I don't have to focus on being alone

A friend of a friend wants to be better friends
And I drive them away with cynicism
And I judge them for their semi-harmless actions
And a pre-prepubescent rage starts to fire up within them

You told me I was mean
And I told you that it didn’t matter
And if you ever see my face again
Your perception of reality is gonna shatter
Into pieces

Ramble on and ramble on
And babble about Babylon
Tell me that I have nothing to worry about
And that I just have to stay strong
Leave your pity at the door
When you come into my home
Cause if you are willing to congregate with me
Then I don't have to focus on being alone

There is a pawn shop by my ex’s house
And about a year ago they moved a block down
And in the last six months she’s gone to visit them
Asking for a her that we now call him
And they’re going to prom together
And I’m going to the city alone
But the dark wet mean old streets of Chicago
Mean more than your heart when I think about home

And I try to fall asleep
Thinking of things that I wanna keep
I’m in the last five weeks of this
And I just cannot wait until summer begins
It’ll be crazy

Ramble on and ramble on
And babble about Babylon
Tell me that I have nothing to worry about
And that I just have to stay strong
Leave your pity at the door
When you come into my home
Cause if you are willing to congregate with me
Then I don't have to focus on being alone