My head has thoughts.
What a ridiculous way to start.
She said, "Well, what about my chest?
Or, more specifically, my heart."
Whenever I am alone or feeling lonely,
I pretend I can play the drums inside my head and I am good.
They love these songs.
They love my songs.
But I am not a dirty god,
And I don't have a dirty body.
And I am alone only half the time.
The other half, I am only hiding.
And she was getting high.
Yeah, she was smoking pot.
I'm pretty sure I'm the only guy she's hooked up with tonight.
But probably, oh, probably not.
Who did I think I was?
Who did I think I could be?
Oh, how dare me.
Oh, how dare me.
And there's a voice in the back of my head.
In the back of my head, says:
"Let him be, just let him be happy."
I'm gonna go crazy.
I am the water, in the puddle in the shade of a tree.
When I freeze over, you are the sun.
You cannot touch me.
And the tree feels bad.
I can tell by the way it felt.
But it still won't move, so the ice won't melt.
No, it won't move, so the ice won't melt.
But I am not a dirty god,
And I don't have a dirty body.
And I am alone only half the time.
The other half, I am only hiding.
Keep my body alive.
Keep my arms reaching out towards anyone.
But I am not a dirty god,
And I don't have a dirty body.
And I am alone only half the time.
The other half, I am only hiding.
And we were getting, hahahahaha, high.
And I was smoking pot.
I'm pretty sure I am the only guy she's hooked up with tonight.
But probably, oh, probably not.
Writer(s): Mathew Uychich, Brian Sella
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