In the cold blue light of the bus stop
I see you shelter from the rain
Your face obscured by falling raindrops
That lash against the shattered pane
You think your crimes are unforgivable
I see the pain in your red eyes
You try to make yourself invisible
I hear the shame in your sad cries
It's just the meds, it's just the meds, it's just the meds, Tarquin
I know you feel like you're never, ever, ever gunna win