I might as well just sleep it off wishful thinking's got my wires crossed (whoa ho) when i am desperate and alone i know i know i know how low i go
so i'll drive and disapear and maybe if i'm luck by this time next year no one i know will know my name it's either change or go or i'll explode today i'll leave a note on my machine unplug the phone and finish packing all my things i found a photograph of me its been such a slow decay day to day i don't even recognize my own face
i had another breakdown and i'm floating face down i might as well just sleep it off wishful thinking's got my wires crossed (whoa ho) when i am desperate and alone i know i know i know how low i go
i'm going to sleep it off this sinking feeling of always feeling lost hasn't been that long six years worth of always being wrong i met an old friend out on the street trade stories and out of date memories and she has a photograph of me it's been such a slow decay day to day did we seem much happier in those days
its been a slow decay day to day i don't even recognize my face