Just back from a weekend of luxury
You get so weightless
In personal hell

Sad eyed, your're looking up to me
Some chinese chasers
For your terminal health

You'd say I'm out of my head
But really I'm the only one who's bounced back


You know the odds of recovery
From ballroom days
And walks through the park

I'd be pin-striped and handsome
If you'd stay for a while with me
Before the mail comes

Before im alone
You'd say I'm out of my head
But really I'm the only one who's bounced back

The music that I want
Is cheaper than therapy


Get off on the digital high tonight
I'd spy an oyster
And you'd spy a whale

I wish I was too young
To taste the time tripped over
And over again

You'd say I'm out of my head
But really I'm the only one who's bounced back
The music that I want

Is cheaper than therapy