He's got inside my head

He's sleeping in my head

He's got hold of my hand



I am not anymore surprised at your phone calls at 4 in the morning

(Hello, hello)

You try to write me letters like you've transformed into Charles Dickens overnight or something

(Oh, I'm sorry)

And I doubt that you've considered that maybe,

Just maybe those genes that you were forced in,

Although heavy, are no excuse for your lack of trust in anyone, even you.

My boyfriend used my palm, as an ashtray,

And that was on his good days

My scar looks like a bear, or a rabbit

They said, "It's just his bad habits."



He's got inside my head

He's sleeping in my head

He's got hold of my hand



I'm not even scared to come cure your past,or try to reinvent it

(Just leave it alone)

I can be your lover, and your mother,

And your father who never really had to take you fishing or teach compassion

You used my voice as your spokesman

You couldn't walk on your own feet

Ain't that horrid



He's got inside my head

He's sleeping in my head

He's got hold of my hand



What's the use, I've caught the blindness



He's got inside my head

He's sleeping in my head

He's got hold of my hand



Are you going to tell me that you can't bear this weight that was a present 12 years from this day?

Well this town's on the edge of the dry, dry ocean,

And you're thinking you're immune to getting torn or more



Yeah...Yeah...

Come on



He's got inside my bed

He's sleeping in my head

He's got hold of my hand



He's got inside my bed

He's sleeping in my head

He's got hold of my hand



What's the use, I've caught the blindness