Lay on the Tracks - The Pineapple Thief

You’re flying around my head until I' mad

I cannot keep

Your words, they simply slide away

This is too late, I cannot write a word

Pain is in my head… in my head

This is a love song about nothing

Because there’s nothing in my head

Another love song made for nothing

So can I close my eyes instead

This is too late, I cannot write a word

Pain’s my head

Keeps telling me to go

Go back to sleep

I cannot face the world

Go back to sleep… to sleep… to sleep

This is too late, I cannot write a word

Pain’s my head

Keeps telling me to go

Go back to sleep

I cannot face the world

Go back to sleep… to sleep… to sleep