there's a buzz hanging over my head
from my broken neon halo 
like a movie that I slept through
I just don't get the point

but if I get to california
before I lose my mind
I'll lay my burden on you
for one last time

most nights I just lay and wonder 
how I ever let it get this far
becouse most nights I don't even love you
the way I did the night teat came before

although my head it is so heavy 
my mouth is filled with dirt
and my heart it burns with envy
for what you're worth