Discipline

Baby I don't think of anyone else
Lately you're not acting like yourself

Hanging around at Nico's end to end
Hoping that I would get noticed

Is there enough to go around, I don't know why
I suspect that other people have more of your time

This is the hill I want to die on
Can you kinda kill me just this once

Watching you up there I disappear
Into the chromatic atmosphere

I'll give up the alcohol, the temperament, and the clothes
Can I give you discipline, well I don't know