There’s stains in my sheets
And sweat but no heat
I’ll hate it but I’ll try?
To stop from getting high

I’m falling up the stairs

What day is it?
What to do next?
My feet are on the ground
I’ll stick with that for now

I’m falling up the stairs

I can’t get myself set up right?
I just wait till this green is alight
I’ve got to keep my lips talking on
When I do it’s always so wrong

My eyes don’t meet eyes?
Unless I hide behind a pair of sunglasses
I’ll rehearse and then revise?
So I can make my own disguise

I’m falling up the stairs

I can’t get myself set up right?
I just wait till this green is alight
I’ve got to keep my lips talking on
When I do it’s always so wrong

Oh I see?
The things to say