Going south, there's no doubt
I don't know why, I'm sure
Rant and rage, misbehave,
Please find me a cure
All I know is I can't get my head around this
All I know is I can't get my head around this
I stare at the sun, stare at the sky, stare at the stars all day and night
Stand all alone, wondering why
I wait to be lost, wait to be found, before the day I'm over ground
Complicated, simple is not
My condition, at this time
Why tell lies, they'll find you, at some time