I wake up on your ceiling
Something's pulling my hair
It got caught in the fixture
I'm not sure should be there

No, that's not where I left you
Now your bed's on the wall
Is it morning or is that the light in red?
No more, no more

God, you really look different
Did I do something wrong?

Oh, I wouldn't choose you
Out of a thousand
God help the girl who gets you
My beautiful boy
Twisted and angry
Bring back the angels

All I loved has gone sour
Wore it out to the bone
Think I'll get off the ride now
And take myself home