| I’m completely out of things to say about it now
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| More and more, I’ll catalogue my doubts
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| It’s the worst thing about me and it’s always around
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| I made a bet that I’d forget my name
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| By the age of 28, I can barely stay awake
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| 'Cause more and more with every accolade
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| I get carried away with being carried away
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| I remember Halloween
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| I hit my head on the edge of the sink
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| Dialling out to an older me
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| I miss my friends that I pretend I don’t need
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| But I could have done with them this week
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| On the table, my face went white
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| And I fainted right at the wrong damn time
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| I had an ECG, they checked how I breathe
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| And said I should take my life more seriously
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| I remember Halloween
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| I hit my head on the edge of the sink
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| Dialling out to an older me
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| I miss my friends that I pretend I don’t need
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| But damn it, I needed you this week
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| All the good words have left my mouth
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| I’m completely out of things to say about it now |