The Grand Mess - Think of Me Lyrics

You are not your lack of daylight
Nor the sound of the sirens in your head
(going off, going off, going off)

I know money's coming slow now
Cnd that's the last thing you really want to tell me
(you'd tell me, you'd go broke, just to be free, in your psyche)

So promise that you'll think of me
When you don't know where you're drifting off
I bite my nails I'm losing sleep
Knowing I can't pick you up

Promise that you'll think of me
When you don't know where you're drifting off
I bite my nails I'm losing sleep
Knowing i can't pick you up

Head just like Montréal weather
I know that it's been a while
Since I've been back and I miss you
Know that you've never left my side

Promise that you'll think of me
When you don't know where you're drifting off
I bite my nails I'm losing sleep
Knowing I can't pick you up

I will never be too ambitious
I will never beat you to the punch no
I won't make you see the bigger picture
We can wallow if you want

Oh if I talked in my sleep
Then you'd know
What you mean to me
Oh if I talked in my sleep
Then you'd know
What you mean to me