I don't know your feelings on the brain
Are they lost in paper and are you the same?
Do you try your hardest in the night?
She'll never tell you but you'll make her lie
In outer space with no breath left to waste
They think you're lost; It's a real big place
Drag your lonesome down to the store
For groceries, then spill the milk on the floor
I don't know the time of day,
or the how, of how it comes,
But it'll soon be on the way,
or on the run
Pick a room and hope that you are first
Wait it out till morning
Smell the blood on your shirt
All your friends they nod and push and shove
Go and lend her your lips
And hope that it's enough
Oh my brain is working overtime
Running round the cogs
Keeping them in line
I don't know your feelings on my thoughts
I am drunk, but still not in love
I don't know the time of day,
or the how, of how it comes,
But it'll soon be on the way,
or on the run
I don't know you,
But I'll listen
To all the muddled
Talk of the weight of the world.
I don't know you, but I'd like to
Think of all the thoughts
We would think (if we were to)
I don't know your feelings on the brain
Are they lost in paper and are you the same?
I don't know your feelings on my thoughts
I am drunk, but still not in love
I don't know the time of day,
or the how, of how it comes,
But it'll soon be on the way,
or on the run
I don't know your feelings on the brain
