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I met a girl and now she's all in my head |
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A kind of girl that makes you wish you were dead |
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She said "I think I might've met you before" |
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I said "I doubt it" but I never was sure |
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And then I found out I was never alone |
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The voice in my head was the voice on the phone |
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She calls me up to see if I'm okay |
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But I know she just wants to put me away |
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The girl upstairs ain't here anymore |
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She left me here tied up on the floor |
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She'll be back as soon as I feel numb |
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Well maybe I should call somebody for help |
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But I know I did this all to myself |
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Besides, I know she'll be there when I come undone |
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It's 6 o'clock and I'm still on the line |
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I choke down another bottle of wine |
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So I can drown her out of the all over snow |
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Of all the late night TV shows |
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And the paranoia sticks in my head |
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She whispers to me while I'm tied to the bed |
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She makes me beg until I just want to cry |
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I tell her I care because I don't want to die |
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The girl upstairs ain't here anymore |
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She left me here tied up on the floor |
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She'll be back as soon as I feel numb |
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Well maybe I should call somebody for help |
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But I know I did this all to myself |
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Besides, I know she'll be there when I come undone |
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Well that girl's got issues, she's the one |
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A place to dry out in the sun |
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I got nothing to prove, it's just a cry for help |
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Shes out of my head today |
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I'm gonna let her out today |
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The girl upstairs ain't here anymore |
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She left me here tied up on the floor |
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I don't know why but she thinks that I'm the one |
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Believe it or not, I'm still on the line |
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She tells me she's coming over tonight |
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Well I know I'll have such a beautiful life |
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If I can just remember to forget her |
