You must be joking
This ain’t no fun
You don’t see me laughing
I’m not the only one
You’ll see I’m shaking
I’m a loaded gun
I’ve got a feeling
I could’ve had it all undone

The future I can’t tell
No memories I don’t have
I’ve lost it and I
I’m on the run
No promises I can’t keep
From your point of view
I’m still a creep
I’ve lost it and I
I’m on the run

Must have been asleep
Can’t tell what’s been done
I wonder why
That empty space isn’t mine
I’ve been waiting for you to
Come and rescue me
From things I can’t combine