I believe I was sleeping sometime around 4pm,
Monday afternoon,
This little girl, she warned me, she said she saw something,
I thought that it was something I already knew.
I don’t feel anything but hopelessly sorry for myself.
Do not think I blame you,
I could never blame you for………
The daughter of an actress,
Sick of it,
She lied to herself and she damn well knew it.
It took an invalid to hijack the show,
Tell her where she belongs.
(Like she don’t already know).
Regarded as actress,
A sycophant, he lies to himself.
Then something white and Sigmund,
Sends me a figure of who?
Do you think I’m in love?
I believe I was sleeping, concerning myself with myself, Monday afternoon.
I swear to God she warned me, she said she saw something,
I thought that it was something I already knew.
I don’t feel anything,
I’m hopelessly sorry.
Actress, syndrome,
(Sick of it)
I know I lie to myself.
When something white and Sigmund send me a figure like you,
All that I know that I love, with all that I’m predisposed to never accept about my heart