I'm over my head in things that you said Bottles and hearts litter the bed. I'm out on the town, drowning my face. Refusing to slow, 'cause i'm loving the pace. And i'm not holding out. i'm barely holding on While i've got one hand down and i've got One eye locked. Then i'm on the floor Cruising for nothing: avoiding the taste. Too much attention would all go to waste. Too into the story and not to the point. Giving no thought, 'cause it's thought i avoid. I'm all undone. I've found where i'm on