I've been turned on in that little room

And I am all caved in now like a cat

I've woken up, 'cause you've spoken up

I'm catatonic but ready to roll

Drift sense of time, turning round on a dime

Crossed the thin line as I'm waving goodbye

You saved my life now once or twice

And I'm not willing to let it go

Mountains of your head come back in dreams

And I'm thinking true pencil thoughts

Hell hath no fury I'm restless but weak

What's on your mind?

If it's on your tongue you should speak

Speak

It's true

It's true

She's spinning and she was hinting at

And sweeping dust in and out of rooms

"What could I do?", I'm asking you

I made myself invisible to her

Hell hath no fury, I'm restless but weak

What's on your mind?

If it's on your tongue you should speak

Speak

It's true

It's true