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