How can i take any more of this Unwinding back alone yesterdays stuff And just when i think ive got you figured out You take away my dreams There is only sleep I guess its alright Not to feel you always Because of ideas There will be no reason (How can i take) He said he'd take that cupid head (Any more of this) And clean that surface it (Unwinding back alone) I asked him what? A Q-tip? (Yesterday's done) No little lady, a cupid head. Oh. (Just when i think) See he thinks he's got me figured out, but (I think i've got it figured out) I don't know a q-tip from a cupid. (Take away my dreams) Take away All of that dream (There is only sleep) Leave me in my sleep I guess its alright Not to feel you always Because of ideas There will be no reason