Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Think I'm off my head It's 25 past 10 and again I'm all alone Can't remember what I said But I bet it went something like, something like I know what I felt, would you send me a

Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars I'm thinking out loud Place your head on my beating heart When your legs don't work like they used to before And I can't sweep you off of your feet Will your mouth still remember

People say I'm no good Write me off, oh yes they should Fuck 'em they're just sick in the head They're writing my history Think somebody should've asked me Everyone was safe in their beds I won't live, won't live like them

Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars I'm thinking out loud Place your head on my beating heart When your legs don't work like they used to before And I can't sweep you off of your feet Will your mouth still remember

Sometimes it makes me wanna blow my fuckin head off Sometimes it makes me think the world has gone officially insane Sometimes it makes me wanna go a little mental We celebrate the idiot Pretend that we're so into it Dumb down our intelligence Just to