The subtle cues that you send don't land despite your assistance
I tied a string to my head to fly it off in the distance
Afraid if I ask again you'll know that I didn't listen
I try to keep it in mind but then it's gone in an instant
And even on the best occasions I'm losing track of time
I'm a little lost in the way I'm thinking
I'm a little soft in the mind
The old reliable vices still are getting me through it
A brief repose from all of the ways I've been too into it
I got enough going on and not enough time to do it
I'd forgotten your name but I pretended I knew it
And even on the best occasions I'm losing track of time
I'm a little lost in the way I'm thinking
I'm a little soft in the mind
I'm a little soft in the mind
Yeah even on the best occasions I'm losing track of time
I'm a little lost in the way I'm thinking
I'm a little soft in the mind
I'm a little lost in the way I'm thinking
I'm a little soft in the mind