Dislocated

I had an awful wakeup dream
Where everything was just what it seemed
I had a nightmare soaked in light
Where everything was cracked from inside
I've seen the way I go in the end
I shut my eyes to begin
Little black cars stretched out in a line
All moving backwards in time
There's no connection
There's no emotion
Everybody pretends it's a beautiful thing
Killed by a memory
Tell me I won't ever be
Another number scratched to a wall
I'm just too dislocated
I fell, I fall, I'm falling still
Sleep speaks in pink little pills
One more chance to get it all wrong
That's all that you get from a radio song
I've told that story a thousand times
So I'm stealing yours to be mine
All those sad books
And worn out hooks
That hang a man up on the world
Killed by a memory
Tell me I won't ever be
Another picture tacked to a wall
I'm just too dislocated
Killed by a memory
Tell me I could never be
Another number scratched to a wall
I'm just too dislocated
I read those sad books
They inspired everything I thought I could hide
Killed by a memory
Just tell me I won't ever be
Another dead-end brick in a wall
'Cause I'm just too dislocated
Killed by a memory
Tell me that I'll never be
Another number scratched on a wall
I'm just so dislocated