Spit blue foam out into the sink and think Backflip back into bed and try to catch a wink The same way snow turns to slush, my brains turn to mush Over a silly crush Kick the coffee table I feel fine Leaving like that should be a crime But somehow I'm the one doin' time... It's too quiet in here to fall asleep I guess I'll lay here counting promises you couldn't keep Shrivel up under comforter or dig a tunnel out Or maybe stab myself with the shiv I made of love and doubt Kick the coffee table I feel fine Leaving like that should be a crime But somehow I'm the one doin' time...