Sad songs don't talk to me that way
I sleep awake
Chicago dreaming
Me next to you
We think were alike
I guess we are, two
For one
For a soul
To have fun
You're just loathing
Hello there
That I am floating
In the sink its a mess
You think without your dreams about your hair
Without your leak without your
Drum without your head without
Your love your weak without
You're out of luck
Do you know if you're ahead
Do you talk about it
Do you talk too much
And then do you think about that
Do you drink
Not enough
But you don't wanna get less thin
And you talk just enough
And look in the mirror
Think without your dreams about your hair
Without your leak without your
Drum without your head without
Your love your weak without
You're out of luck
Do you recall
Nothing at all?
Baby i don't know what i know
I really like to take it slow
Baby i can't help but
Tears inside your hole
You run away for a minute i tell myself
Get me back in it
I can't grow up like this
You been alone alive
We got our time it takes its
Time it takes its toll
It's so asinine
So asinine
I'm bending out of control
Baby talk to me
Baby do you see great things when you're next to me?