Standing in the kitchen, talking in your sleep. Making conversation. Demon in the deep. I'm just high.
My heart beats faster than I think it should and it's driving me up the wall. My hands start shaking at the sight of you and I remember that I lost at all. I remember when I used to look at you. I could kiss you from across the room. I was ten feet tall singing old punk songs that we used to dance to.
Sitting in the basement. Waiting by the phone. I don't need to answer cause I am not at home. I'm just high.
Lately baby my heart beats faster than I think it should and it's drivin...