I put my shoes on then I'm out the door I think your just another whore But i don't care this time I wait a minute then I start to think I turn around and I start to sink In what I'm meddling in The bathroom smells like shit I know your sick of it Why don't you call the plumber Christmas decorations are still on I know they're nice but come on Its half way through the summer I can't believe this mess You know I must confess Direct me to the phone And all I can see Is a tower of dreams And real love bursting out of every Seems to me sometimes when I am hiding in my mind That I am stuck here and there's no way out of the mess That I'm in and i'm fine within I'm falling now