I forgot about life; I forgot that I could sleep, 'cause I wake up in the middle of the night. I know I do everything wrong. You're my dog, and you walk into rooms, and still think I'm alive; you think I'm so alive, but I'm never really alive. Concussions, concussions. I forgot about rain; when it falls, it is the king. I forgot about snow; whoa-oh-oh. I forgot about dreams; I forgot even what they mean. I forgot about space; yeah, I forgot about outer space. You're my dog, and you walk into rooms. You remind me that I'm alive, or at least, that I'm sort of alive; but I'm never really alive. Concussions, concussions. All these concussions, and I still remember your name; concussions, concussions. You're my dog, and you walk into rooms, and you still think I'm alive; but I'm never really alive. I'm never really alive. Concussions, concussions. All these concussions. Concussions, concussions. I forgot about you; I forgot even who you are, but I remember your face. I remember your face. You're my dog, and you walk into rooms, and you still think that I'm alive; but I'm never really alive. Well, Cannonball, I'm sort of alive. Concussions, concussions.