So throw me in the gutter because I have no use here anymore.
Give me a chance and I'll walk straight out the door.

There's a virus that lives deep inside of me.
An infection of the mind and I can't break free.

Stay close friends, you're all I've got.
Can I continue on this path, I think not.

I'm sitting atop a fence, what to do?
Jump, sit, my senses aren't quite in view.