All dressed up in a white straitjacket
Shut your mouth, no, you can't have it
Paper airplanes, open window
Here today and gone tomorrow
I like to stare at the sun
And think about what I've done
I lie awake in my great escape
I like crossing the line
And slowly losing my mind
Are you okay?
'Cos I feel fine
Maybe it's me
I'm just crazy
Maybe I like that I'm not alright
All messed up and slightly twisted
Am I sick or am I gifted?
Paper airplanes, open window
Here today and gone tomorrow
I like to stare at the sun
And think about what I've done
I lie awake in my great escape
I like crossing the line
And slowly losing my mind
Are you okay?
'Cos I feel fine
Maybe it's me
I'm just crazy
Maybe I like that I'm not alright
Woah
I don't care if you apologize
I can't lie
Woah
I can't lie
I like to stare at the sun
And think about what I've done
I lie awake in my great escape
I like crossing the line
And slowly losing my mind
Are you okay?
'Cos I feel fine
Maybe it's me
I'm just crazy
Maybe I like that I'm not alright
Maybe I like that I'm not alright
Submitted by keeskees at Fri 06 Jul, 2012 1:47 am