Just back from a weekend of luxury
You get so weightless
In personal hell
Sad eyed, your're looking up to me
Some chinese chasers
For your terminal health
You'd say I'm out of my head
But really I'm the only one who's bounced back
You know the odds of recovery
From ballroom days
And walks through the park
I'd be pin-striped and handsome
If you'd stay for a while with me
Before the mail comes
Before im alone
You'd say I'm out of my head
But really I'm the only one who's bounced back
The music that I want
Is cheaper than therapy
Get off on the digital high tonight
I'd spy an oyster
And you'd spy a whale
I wish I was too young
To taste the time tripped over
And over again
You'd say I'm out of my head
But really I'm the only one who's bounced back
The music that I want
Is cheaper than therapy
