this sucks I suck at unpredictable emotions these are the sad bastard conditions and certainly not what I would seem to assume to see me say am I okay?
drawing on the floor drawing in circles around the spots where you were my memory is selective I can't say I'm ever sure I can't say my intentions are ever too pure tracking your steps like a detective
I guess you could call it a problem what goes on inside my head a ring of constant questions subtle hints at indiscretion keeping quiet but losing my voice instead
(overlapping talking)
this sucks I suck at documented emotions and self-diagnosed conditions am I okay?
drawing on the floor drawing in circles around the spots where you were my memory is selective I can't say I'm ever sure I can't say my intentions are ever too pure tracking your steps like a detective