"Now they're going to bed, and my stomach is sick, and it's all in my head." (The Killers)

"And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside."

Mr Brightside, The Killers