A Headache With Pictures
Got my feet on the street and my head in the clouds
It ain't easy to sleep when you're spinning around
Got an ocean of grief just pouring down on me
It comes without warning, hope that I can keep it
Down on my luck, and there's no one around (oh, oh)
Yeah, it's stupid as fuck, and I know how it sounds (oh, oh)
Must've been a relief getting rid of me (oh, oh)
Must feel so much lighter now that you've been unbound
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Now I know
What emptiness is, so I'll go it alone
Too fucking tired to bother to dial the phone
I'm still mourning the life that I left behind
You wanna settle the score?
Well, I'm trying
Who's selling self-control?
'Cause I'm buying
Now I know
Now I know it all
Now I know
It ain't easy to live when you're dying
Now I know
How loneliness feels, so I'm ready to go
Just fucking trying to live, and I'm taking it slow
It ain't heavy
It ain't heaven
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh-oh
You wanna settle the score?
Well, I'm trying
Who's selling self-control?
'Cause I'm buying
Now I know
Now I know it all
Now I know
It ain't easy to live when you're dying
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh-oh
You wanna settle the score?
Well, I'm trying
Who's selling self-control?
'Cause I'm buying
Now I know
Now I know it all
Now I know
It ain't easy to live when you're dying
It ain't easy to sleep when you're spinning around
Got an ocean of grief just pouring down on me
It comes without warning, hope that I can keep it
Down on my luck, and there's no one around (oh, oh)
Yeah, it's stupid as fuck, and I know how it sounds (oh, oh)
Must've been a relief getting rid of me (oh, oh)
Must feel so much lighter now that you've been unbound
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Now I know
What emptiness is, so I'll go it alone
Too fucking tired to bother to dial the phone
I'm still mourning the life that I left behind
You wanna settle the score?
Well, I'm trying
Who's selling self-control?
'Cause I'm buying
Now I know
Now I know it all
Now I know
It ain't easy to live when you're dying
Now I know
How loneliness feels, so I'm ready to go
Just fucking trying to live, and I'm taking it slow
It ain't heavy
It ain't heaven
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh-oh
You wanna settle the score?
Well, I'm trying
Who's selling self-control?
'Cause I'm buying
Now I know
Now I know it all
Now I know
It ain't easy to live when you're dying
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh-oh
You wanna settle the score?
Well, I'm trying
Who's selling self-control?
'Cause I'm buying
Now I know
Now I know it all
Now I know
It ain't easy to live when you're dying
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Lubrano, Mike Bruno, Jesse Litwa, Gordon Lafler, Phil Douglas
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