How can i take any more of this
Unwinding back alone yesterdays stuff
And just when i think ive got you figured out
You take away my dreams
There is only sleep
I guess its alright
Not to feel you always
Because of ideas
There will be no reason
(how can i take)
He said he'd take that cupid head
(any more of this)
And clean that surface it
(unwinding back alone)
I asked him what? A Q-tip?
(yesterday's done)
No little lady, a cupid head. Oh.
(just when i think)
See he thinks he's got me figured out, but
(i think i've got it figured out)
I don't know a q-tip from a cupid.
(take away my dreams)
Take away
All of that dream
(there is only sleep)
Leave me in my sleep
I guess its alright
Not to feel you always
Because of ideas
There will be no reason