The Troubled Stateside: I only have a single photograph of me and you. It's from last New Years at my place. I look half drunk and half obscured by some crusty punk. You're all done up and already walking away. I Was Trying To Describe You To Someone: I only have a single photograph of me and you it's from last new years at my place I look half wasted faced away from the way it was taken you’re always waiting on me you’re always walking away