You are not a prophet or a god
When you're talking, I smile and nod
Smile and nod...
So, you wanna pick me apart and get in my head?
Yeah I know exactly what you are doin'
I'm not stupid, I'm not crazy, no
And I know you get my point
I know it's hard to think straight
You're curled up in a ball
And you must be so tired
You barely sleep at all
I'm so sequestered
And flustered over you
Do you find it funny to fiddle with my head?
Don't you touch that dial
Stay tuned
I really miss you, my looney tune
You're like a little kid's balloon
That just slipped out of his hand
And now you're flyin' to the moon
I know it's hard to think straight
You're curled up in a ball
And you must be so tired
You barely sleep at all
I'm so sequestered
And flustered over you
Do you find it funny to fiddle with my head?
Are you even in your head anymore?
Will you come back?
Are you even in your head anymore?