And speaking of
Little Miss Catherine
I feel swell, oh well

Because losing you
Was something I always...


Did so well
I guess I just can't tell anymore
And the feeling I get when I see your clothes

Spread out on my floor
Oh, I'm such a bore, I'm such a bore
I don't do anything anymore

I just count these ceiling tiles falling through my floor

Sorry, I really lost my head

I'm sorry, I really lost my head
But you know those words that you said
They get stuck here in my head

And this feeling I dread, it makes me wish I was dead
Or just alone instead, I'll be alone instead
I don't need anyone in my bed

Just these ceiling tiles falling through my head

Sorry, I really lost my head

Oh, I'm so sorry, I really lost my head
Oh, those words you said