| Song | The Ledge |
| Artist | Paint It Black |
| Album | New Lexicon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| He says he wants to get better, but first he has to get a little sicker. | |
| He holds his tongue like he holds his liquor. | |
| Too young to call it quits. | |
| Too old to settle for nostalgia, so he settles for this. | |
| Too scared to slow down and find out what he missed. | |
| No more hiding his medicine under his tongue, because that song's been sung. | |
| Salutes the angles for his rescue and subsequent protection. | |
| He'd like to thank the | |
| Windy City for blowing this angel in his direction. |