Stuck In My Bed im A Catastrophe In My Head i Got 8 Things In The Air the Phones Ringing Off The Hook and I Cant Bare To Look
ya They Told Me That This Would happen that It Would All Get To Be Too Much and Id Find Myself Alone
crack The Mirror and Hang A Sign On My Door that Says that Girl Doesnt Live Here Anymore
so The Weeks Go By yeah Into My Descent till I Do Not Know how Far Down I Have Gone
its Like When Youre Swimming In the Ocean and The Bottom Becomes The Top and You Dont Realize That The whole Time you Have Been Swimming Down For Air
crack The Mirror and Hang A Sign On My Door that Says Dont Bother Knockin Here anymore crack The Mirror and Hang A Sign On My Door that Says that Girl Doesnt Live Here Anymore
so Every Week Now i Go And Talk About Myself yeah Why I Cant Eat and Why I Cant Get To Sleep and The Doctor Says its A Neurological Thing but What The Doctor Doesnt Know is That My Soul Cant breathe
crack The Mirror and Hang A Sign On My Door that Says Dont Bother Knockin Here anymore crack The Mirror and Hang A Sign On My Door that Says that Girl Doesnt Live Here Anymore