I lost myself again
I think my brain took a vacation
Sliced a hole in my skull
And slipped out through the back
It got so sick of taking sh** from my heart
Empty allegations
Blaming the disconnect between my heart and my mind
On a dysfunctional synapse
I want to write you a map of my heart and my mind
So you can work your way around
And you can find the place
That sets the pace for my heart
And turns the volume down
When it's way too loud
When it's way too loud
But there's something I can't figure out
I must be missing the connection
Between the sections of my brain that pump my heart
And the part that lets the music play
So when I say that it's time
I really mean we're running out
But I can't do anything about it without my brain so everything will stay the same
I'm no cartographer
I just long for a solution
A way to make things work
And if I could draw you that map
I could circle exactly where it hurts
Where it hurts
Where it hurts
Where it hurts
Where it hurts