Thoughts in my head
Drift around like lead
Won’t go away
Go away or I’ll be forced to retire
They’ll put my number in the rafters
Why does it rhyme? Does it always have to fit in a box?
I think outside a lot
A hole in my head
And I don’t know where my sledgehammer went.
Make it go away, go away.
But not to far away.
Living like my dad.
It’s no big deal that he’s never here. And he’s never coming back.
There’s a key there’s a key.
I can’t find it but it sounds good to me. Open sesame.
I look like a dog, but I’m all cat inside.
I dress like a slob.
There’s no more feeling in my toe
That’s a lie
I can’t tell you why I see all the ghosts
Not in my closet anymore
They’re in my room they’re in my room
They’re in my bedroom
They’re steaming up the mirror
They want us out of here
It’s just like you said
There’s a ghost in my head
You live, and then you’re dead.
Ask my mom and believe her
When she says I was an overachiever, A cool demeanor
In its place there’s a fever
There’s a boy he’s alive
He’s a real eager beaver
Ask my mom and believer her
When she says I was an overachiever
Why did he leave her?
In his place there’s a fever
There’s a boy he’s alive
He’s alive,
He’s a leader.
