Call me, oh, if I need to then
This comedown's lasted half of the week
Might break down just to prove it
My hometown's been left for dead
And all my thoughts turn to rubble in my head
Call me down, I need cooling
Your missed calls gave me life for a week
Last night's up's never worth it
My bed's a cocoon, I hold up the queue
Just for something to do, can't stop thinking of you
My thoughts have turned to rubble in my head
Ghost waves on my sheets
I'm building up to nothing, won't catch me on my knees
My conscience paints a blurred scene
I'm waking up, you're calling
My head's a witch's cauldron
Ghost waves on my sheets
I'm stuck here swaying on the brink
Cry me out of this bed before this turns into a situation
Sit me down, make all your false accusations
While I'm circling this drain, I search for something clever to say
Nothing comes, I stumble through, it's just another day
I'm sick and tired of wasting all these Sundays
It's always Sunday
I'm lying here wasting away
Ghost waves on my sheets
I'm building up to nothing, won't catch me on my knees
My conscience paints a blurred scene
I'm waking up, you're calling
My head's a witch's cauldron
Ghost waves on my sheets
Same place, same time, next week