Back to Normal
There's another you in the other room
yes I've been keeping tabs on my other half's other half
'cause what am I supposed to do when you're chasing yourself up and down with a gun bouncing around in the pocket of your bathrobe
she says 'whose side of my brain are you on anyway?
and do you can just stroll through my head like you own the fucking place?'
now how am I supposed to sleep when you're up there peering down through the skylight trying to catch me unaware, oh my
baby let's go back to normal, baby let's go back
baby let's go back to normal
do I really gotta fight for my right to a little peace and quiet with the devils that dance in your head
oh won't you let me down easy from the edge of my seat again...
now she's in the paper shredder
she's on the red telephone
she's up all night in a sweat cooking books before her cover's blown
now what am I supposed to do, I come home and everything's buried in the yard and she's out front warming up the car
baby let's go back to normal, baby let's go back
baby let's go back to normal
now let's put the front door back on its's hinges, the cupboards in the kitchen, the waves in the waterbed
oh and let's go back to normal again
do I really gotta fight fort my right to a little peace and quiet with the devils that dance in your head
oh won't you let me down easy from the edge of my seat again...
yes I've been keeping tabs on my other half's other half
'cause what am I supposed to do when you're chasing yourself up and down with a gun bouncing around in the pocket of your bathrobe
she says 'whose side of my brain are you on anyway?
and do you can just stroll through my head like you own the fucking place?'
now how am I supposed to sleep when you're up there peering down through the skylight trying to catch me unaware, oh my
baby let's go back to normal, baby let's go back
baby let's go back to normal
do I really gotta fight for my right to a little peace and quiet with the devils that dance in your head
oh won't you let me down easy from the edge of my seat again...
now she's in the paper shredder
she's on the red telephone
she's up all night in a sweat cooking books before her cover's blown
now what am I supposed to do, I come home and everything's buried in the yard and she's out front warming up the car
baby let's go back to normal, baby let's go back
baby let's go back to normal
now let's put the front door back on its's hinges, the cupboards in the kitchen, the waves in the waterbed
oh and let's go back to normal again
do I really gotta fight fort my right to a little peace and quiet with the devils that dance in your head
oh won't you let me down easy from the edge of my seat again...
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Writer(s): Paul Dempsey
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