Overheated - The Lawrence Arms

Three days, no happy endings

Highways, I’m hallucinating

I wish I wasn’t so mathematic

I wish I hadn’t overheated

Heartbeats across a crowded room

April Fool, give me a week or two

These drinks are hitting me so hard

I wish I had an angel watching over me

Set up another round

It’s raining

Six more drinks before I drown

Bottoms up and spirits down

Have my words lost all weight?

This is weighing on me

Have I got nothing left to say?

Now I remember all the words

Through my smoky eyes, a blurred hotel room stirred

I’m waiting to hear you through the static

Three more cigarettes, a time to call off all regrets

This is every selfish song

This is all those moments bleeding

Maybe I made a huge mistake

I always thought that it would come to this

March came without a cost

April falls into the dream again

In May I’ll cut myself off, at a loss for words

It doesn’t mean I’m really over it

And on the 13th of September, I swear I’ll remember

Even if it doesn’t make any sense

March 30th we’ll be desperate, a happy birthday to me

What a spineless overstatement