If I could just see straight I'd probably head straight for the door Please don't ask me what my thoughts are 'Cause I don't care about yours Must be a hole in my hat Where my thoughts are slipping out of my head And it doesn't really matter now God damn it, it will tomorrow Seemingly a wonderful evening Turned into a sour sunrise Seemingly all the best feelings Turned to my unpleasant surprise So place it all on the coffee table Put apologies in a jar Small talk only dulls the second moment Since we still don't care where we are This really isn't like me at all Seemingly a wonderful evening Turned into a sour sunrise Seemingly all the best feelings Turned to my unpleasant surprise Must be a hole in my hat 'Cause there's a hole in my head And it opens up This isn't me at all