Lyrics
It's a Thursday morning, four a.m.
And you wont let me go.
If tomorrow comes
I guess I'll never know.
Even in the darkest hour
It's the brightest time of day
Even when I go to bed I'm still awake.
Eyes held up with toothpicks
And my jaw is going off
I will never leave you or
Admit that I was wrong
There's so many things I'd like to say,
I'm foaming at the mouth
Maybe I could write,
My pen is hallowed out
I've got ideas and inventions
And I'd use them if I could
Stop waking up the next day
When they're all no good
Please don't say another word,
I know your story well
Conversations take two
But I'm talking
Talking to myself
Now I need an alibi
And everything
I did was true
But every word I said was
Just a lie.
