Hard times and head aches pressure cracks and diamonds where else can I go if I’m at my limit? Hard to tell if my hearts in it. Neither here nor there don’t feel like home anywhere, who’s this man in the mirror and why’s he gotta stare?
It was just infatuation, little more than sensation, little less than imagination. Even in my wildest dreams who are you to think of me? I know I’ll be alright but hey I miss staying up all night.