Jackson was an actor, at least, he was when he was well
Stephanie was good to me, but not so much to herself
We were holed up in a hotel room from August to November
It was Jackson, me, and Stephanie and the rest I don't remember

Stephanie appeared to me in the back half of the theater
We met up with Jackson on the strand a few days later
Pooled our funds and made a run, we were foolproof when it counted
It was Jackson, me, and Stephanie and it didn't seem all that crowded

Now why you asking about Jackson?
It was a long time ago and nothing really happened
Why you asking about Jackson?

Jackson just got restless, couldn't take the lack of action
He was sort of like a shark, he just had to keep on swimming
The sailors kept on coming off the boats down at the harbor
It was difficult to stop, it was easy to get started

Stephanie came on strong, but suddenly went weak
She seemed a little speedy and her tongue worked at her teeth
The sirens came behind us, it was a bit before we heard it
It was Jackson, me and Stephanie and for a while it felt just perfect

Now why you asking about Jackson?
It was a long time ago and nothing really happened
Someone said he ended up in Denver
Someone said he went to Kansas City
Someone said he went off the deep end
Some say he was living there already
One day, Jackson just didn't show up to the party
One day, Jackson just didn't show up to the party
Stephanie was long on looks and short on mental health
She said depression is an ocean and is prone to tides and swells
Anxiety's persistent, it's an ambitious politician
It keeps knocking on your door until you come and let it in
I think that Jackson let it in
I think Jackson let it in