What about the night makes you change. From sweet to deranged. What about my voice tells you. Who’s been wrong to you. You’ve got pains. Like an addict. I’m Leaving You. You’ve got pains. Like an addict. 10 A.M. automatic. I see darkness cover us. And your car kicks up dust. What about my ways makes you doubt. All these words from my mouth. You’ve got pains. Like an addict. I’m Leaving You. You’ve got pains. Like an addict. 10 A.M. automatic