Between the Bars is the most tender song ever written about self-destruction. It doesn't ask to be saved, it asks to be held, just for now, just until tomorrow, and tomorrow is a word that means nothing in the song's world. Elliott sings it like a lullaby to someone who will not wake up better, and the worst part is how beautiful it sounds, how easy it would be to stay inside it. The whole album lives in that impossible place: too gentle to be a warning, too honest to be anything else.