Asleep at night, stare at the window my heart But most of the time its over, over ..but sometimes
Everything goes out of control Everything goes out of control I think that we're just gonna to break up I think that we're just gonna to break up
You said to me, you said to me You wanna talk to him, you wanna talk to him My toes numb, my nipples cold I burn my sheets, don't shake "˜em enough
I can't sleep at nights, I take a little pill I thought I would cut up my wrists I thought I could prick and pinch myself, but
I gotta get a few things from while they're just moving me More from The Young Snakes