midwest emo revival, big-budget indie

[INTRO — spoken, quiet, single guitar note ringing out] ...I made it to week six... I thought this year was supposed to be easier...

[VERSE 1- immediately lots of emotion and full studio set up. Full singing, not spoken] Hurts is in a hospital bed, not on a highlight reel, blood clots in his lungs, and I feel guilty that my first thought was real — "there goes my QB1" — and then I hated myself for thinking it, and then I thought it again anyway, 'cause that's just how this league gets you.

[ASIDE — in pain and s] ...but for real, for real — get well soon, man. Your lung clots make me feel as if I can't breathe.