Do you wanna be somebody else?

"You know we made a hell of a team back there."

"Yeah."

This time it was Dean who drove away.


Are you sick of feeling so left out?

He wasn't goning to ask.

He wasn't-

"What's first thing Monday?"

Hey he tried.

" I have this…I have an interview."

Talk about stupid reasons to worry about.

"What, a job interview? Skip it."

Finding dad is more important than some job. It's a priority.

"It's a law-school interview, and it's my whole future on a plate."

Apparently not.


Are you desperate to find something more?

"God works in mysterious ways."

Yes God works in ways to fuck me up even more than I already am.

Warm, soft fingerswere on his face "Goodbye, Dean"

"Hey."

She turned around toward him. " Uh, you know, I'm not much of the prayin' type. But I'm gonna pray for you."

Tears were in her eyes.

"Well. There's a miracle right there."

Another crack in his heart.

Two people paid the price with their lives of his survival.


Before your life is over


"Look, Sammy, what can I say, man, it's a dangerous gig. I drew the short straw. That's it, end of story."

In more ways than one.

"Don't talk like that, alright? We still have options."

His brother...the eternal optimist.

"What options? Yeah, burial or cremation. And I know it's not easy. But I'm gonna die. And you can't stop it."

Determination was in Sam's stance.

"Watch me."

Sammy was never much on letting go.


Are you stuck inside a world you hate?

"I mean, come on, Sam, a faith healer?"

His brother just knew he hated shit like this.

"Maybe it's time to have a little faith, Dean."

Since when is his brother religious?

Apparently this heart thing comes in pairs. Death and little brothers with stupid ideas.

"You know what I've got faith in? Reality. Knowing what's really going on."

Sam was watching his every move like a hawk.

"How can you be a skeptic? With the things we see everyday?"

Dean held in the snippy words.

"Exactly. We see them, we know they're real.

Enough of this topic.

"But if you know evil's out there, how can you not believe good's out there, too?"

Or not.

"Because I've seen what evil does to good people."


Are you sick of everyone around?

"I got ya."

A grunt escaped him.

He wanted to push it

"I got it"

He always hated when he was sick. Everyone suddenly started buzzing around him.


With their big fake smiles and stupid lies

When the doors opened he had his game mask on.

Hiding his emotions.

His fear. His fear of being left behind by the only person he had in the entire world.

His family.

"Well, I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot."


While deep inside you're bleeding

"Come on, come on."

His big brother instincts giving him the adrenalin boost he needed. He pulled Sam up. He put Sam's arm over his neck, and they began walking out, until Mary comes out of the frame of the mirror. Years of hunting that have sharpened his senses alarmed dean of danger. They turned around to see her crawling over the broken glass. In the next second they were on the ground. Dean felt the blood running down his face. Before he could even realize what he was doing Dean grabbed the mirror and pulled it up before the damn witch.

He heard nothing but the witch's scream.

He heard rather than saw her choking to death and then his eyes saw her melt into a pile of blood. Loosening his gripon the mirror he let it fall and shatter.

"Hey Sam?"

"Yeah?"

His brother like him was coming down from the adrenaline rush.

Time for a joke. A distraction.

"This has got to be like…what? 600 years of bad luck?"

He only hoped Sam would never his eyes were bleeding too.

No you don't know what it's like

"You never should've brought me here."

Sam was looking at him like a kicked puppy" Dean, I was just trying to save your life."

His anger got the best of him.

"But, Sam, some guy is dead now because of me."


When nothing feels all right

"Then you wanna use the kid as bait? (DEAN raises his eyebrows in agreement.) Are you nuts? No! Forget it, that's out of the question."

Stop thinking like a civilian God damn it!

"It's not out of the question, Sam, it's the only way. If this thing disappears, it could be years before we get another chance."


You don't know what it's like

"This better be good!"

"Where are you?"

His brothers calmness only made him more aggravated.

"I'm in the middle of nowhere, with a killer truck on my ass!"


To be like me

"Car trouble? Let me give you a lift. I'll take you back to my place."

He almost smiled at the words.

Almost.

So he settled for sarcasm.

"Nah, I'll pass. I usually draw the line at necrophilia."

The vampire looked at him" Ooh" and punched him, only to pull him back up.

"Well, I don't normally get this friendly 'til the second date, but…"

He saw the hunger in her eyes.

And not just for his blood.

"You know, we could have some fun. I always like to make new friends."

The bitch kissed him.

The desire to wash his mouth - with soap and detergent - was growing.

"Sorry. I never really stay with a chick that long—definitely not eternity. "

Two arrows hit their target and he is free from the grip.

See I told you I can never really stay with chick for the long run.