eight

Second guess my thoughts
Staring at the ceiling
Now i'm,
running down aisle 4
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head

You can walk a mile online
With your pristine footsteps
Leaving me behind

Going once, going twice
Feeling low, flying blind
So why did you have to get mad
Why did you have to go and say that
It doesn't mean all that
What does, what does it mean?

Second guess my thoughts
Staring at the ceiling
Now i'm,
running down aisle 4
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head

It's like you're carpooling
In the back of my mind
Then you say go on the red light
Now you're holding on for dear life

I wonder, damn
Feels good to say that
If two wrongs make a right,
I guess we'll be just fine

Second guess my thoughts
Staring at the ceiling
Now i'm,
running down aisle 4
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head

Naked in the bathtub
living in my head
Water on the floor
i'm watching it spread
giving it up like i'm just out of my mind
i try to let go

Naked in the bathtub
living in my head
Water on the floor
i'm watching it spread
giving it up like i'm just out of my mind
i try to let go

Second guess my thoughts
Staring at the ceiling
Now i'm,
running down aisle 4
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head

Second guess my thoughts
Staring at the ceiling
Now i'm,
running down aisle 4
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head
In the back of my head