Headsick

I'm on the wrong side of this story
I borrowed a car you found yer saturday
Seems that we deal with things a bit differently
I went to the kitchen and looked at a knife
I watched a stranger fuch the love of my life
Seems that I deal with things a bit differently
I don't want a wasted mind
I misplaced myself this time
I don't want to waste your time
I love the way you lose yer mind
New York's underwater he's counting to ten
He'd rather stop breathing than see me again
Seems we remember things a bit differently
I never saw myself climbing the stairs
But voices decevie and best not compare
Try to forget things a bit differently
I don't want a wasted mind
I misplaced myself this time
I don't want to waste your time
I love the way you lose yer mind
Hey come back
That's not what I said
It's all in your head
I don't want a wasted mind
I don't want a violent show
I don't want to want you to go
I don't want a metronome
I don't want a headsick