I jumped on the seven-two
When lifeless limbs meet naked eyes
They're always down if you don't care
It's best to leave all your baggage at the door
Alex could've let me know
That I'd grow out of all those talks of you to me and me to you
And she could've let me known that my head will come and go
I took a chance and once again you caught me sleeping
Halfway on the couch or lying in the street
I would rather not drink the day away