Ive been short of logic so Im passed out on the patio This cold and stony floor Ive been here before Twelve times Im slime and Ive got one thing on my mind Its on my mind Well she will sit and talk to me But thats not quite enough for me Ill send a nasty text To show Im not impressed She wont comply with the one thing on my mind Its on my mind I wish we hadnt changed I wish we hadnt kissed goodbye to those old days I wish wed stayed the same These grey days Ive been to a party so Im passed out on the patio Outside of your back door And Ive been here before So many times Im slime and Ive got one thing on my mind Its on my mind Theres something in my brain And that explains the way that I behave I need not feel ashamed These grey days