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Hello there, how ya doin'? I've got all these thoughts just floating through my brain. They bump and they collide, And cause a flurry of confusion and it's gettin' on my nerves. I try to hold myself together, Fighting off this mental weather, when I can. (Sometimes I do.) But this shit storm's never-ending, And the atmospheric pressure's calling for rain. This is what I've got going on. This is where I belong tonight. It's chaos in the courthouse, And the left side's all upset, Because the right side wants a summer home and knows we can't afford it. I try to mediate between this constant tug-of-war machine, But wind up in a never-ending game of telephone. There's so much going on, And I just need seven minutes to calm myself back down. Now I forgot where I was. Was it me we were talking about? This is what I feared from the start. I keep falling apart! What's going on, is this where I belong tonight? (What's going on tonight?) What's going on, is this where I belong tonight? (What's going on tonight?) I can't stand the thought of losing sentences and every island of words. I can't stand the thought of losing everything I ever thought that I knew. This is where I run out of words that describe how I'm so damn hurt. This is where I fumble and fold and take what I'm told. What's going on, is this where I belong tonight? (What's going on tonight?) What's going on, is this where I belong tonight? (What's going on tonight?) I can't stand the thought of losing sentences and every island of words. I can't stand the thought of losing everything I ever thought that I knew.