As I lay in my bed time seems to speed up and slow down
At the same time while I'm trying to unwind
This is difficult, it's become typical
As I drive across town trying to calm you down

And you turn and say I am the most opinionated person you know
But I'm trying to show
You just don't understand, I mean I don't understand
Why you don't walk around with a fist as your hand

Mad I calmly explain to you This has nothing to do with you
But you persist and fight Until you make it true
Now it's your fault yes its all your fault
And this car will not stop No this car will not halt

You sit on your floor and cut out your sleep patterns
And pin them together to see if they happen
To be beautiful, yes they are beautiful
The only problem is that I don't understand fashion

And sleep, deprivation
Causes unfortunate actions

So just turn and walk away
There might be nothing left to say
So just turn and walk away
Come tomorrow it will be ok

Come tomorrow come tomorrow come tomorrow
Come tomorrow come tomorrow come tomorrow