3:14 in the morning
Staring straight up into nothing
You're rutching around again
Restless legs and restless minds
Find myself here every time
And then you start to speak
Not to me, not to anything
So please excuse me while I pull my hair out for weeks
I'm just trying to make sense of these things
You said in your sleep
Push aside the implications
That there's something out there waiting
That could make you more complete
Silent panic til the sun's up
Keep a straight face and play it cool
Try to do the best I can
To be anyone but who I am
So please excuse me while I pull my hair out for weeks
I'm just trying to make sense of these things
You said in your sleep
So please excuse me while I pull my hair out for weeks
I'm just trying to make sense of these things
You said in your sleep