I take up with my instincts I am looking back to see The days that I spent wasting Makes it easier to erase The time I took your picture I'm not in control when I say that I am I'm just on autopilot Forget about your instincts I make another inference I am looking in to see The nights that you have found me Sitting crying with the lights on In the bathroom where you're living I'm not in control when I say that I am I'm just on autopilot Forget about your instincts