Oses never red Things that won't die when they're bled I can't live this way Nothing gets done in my head Your words they never go They've made my head their home Though i often scold I try to shoo them away But they always stay And it's getting old If there's nothing there Then why do i spend all the day Entertaining them Rewind and play them again It's funny how i put up with all this Like i have nothing to do And nothing to lose I've said goodbye so many times They've stayed too long I've got thoughts of my own