derailed.

I'm suffering for fashion,
oh the things we do for beauty!
And now Jenny's in my ear
talkin' bout the bad man's world.
And here we are
chasing elusive meaning
just stringing days together really,
acknowledging the people we used to be
and setting them on fire.
Now sobriety's calling out to me
but I'm too scared to pick it up
and Jenny's driving away,
so I gotta go
derail myself.