and you're sick of all this repetition

When all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic


And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations


And you want somebody you don't have to speak to


Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Tonight's song
Grizzly Bear - Knife