there's a buzz hanging over my head
from my broken neon halo
like a movie that i slept through
i just don't get the point
but if i get to california
before i lose my mind
i'll lay my burden on you
for one last time
most nights i just lay and wonder
how i ever let it get this far
because most nights i don't even love you
the way i did the night that came before
although my head it is so heavy
my mouth is filled with dirt
and my heart it burns with envy
for what you're worth |