Dilemma - Welbilt

Am I just too condescending?

Or is it all depending

On what I say oh the notes I play

Or what side of the bed I woke up on today

Is it a realization

Or just my imagination

I’m not home I’m drinking alone

And I just don’t want

To pick up the telephone

There’s no answer

If this is gonna

Run round in my head

Turn out the lights just put me back to sleep

If I’m better off dead

I’d rather have a prayer than a front row seat

I can’t recall

(i can’t recall)

The last time that my mind had any extra space at all

Was that an innuendo?

A Subtle decrescendo

To a big mistake one that I can’t make

Can’t keep track of how many hearts I’m gonna break

Was I talking to fast?

Should I decide to look past

The little things still lingering

Like how many times I have to repeat everything

There’s no answer

If this is gonna

Run round in my head

Turn out the lights just put me back to sleep

If I’m better off dead

I’d rather have a prayer than a front row seat

I can’t recall

The last time that my mind had any extra space at all

Should I keep my door closed?

Or open all the windows

Raise my cup up to what’s enough

And fill another glass of… Shut the hell up Run round in my head

(run round in my head)

Turn out the lights just put me back to sleep

Run round in my head

(run round in my head)

Turn out the lights just put me back to sleep