I opened my skull To see what was inside Yeah, I opened it wide And then I just cried. It was full of these things That were trying to run But now that I'm older And I am holding a gun. Daydreams are here to stay With just a little pain at the end of the day There's one thing I know for sure; It's that I've never felt like this Ever before I've been wondering about you Almost everyday, everyday. Trying to work out what you're thinking about Almost everyday, everyday. I like your dumb smile Pointed like a gun Yeah, you're clever Sweatin' like a pork roast Trying to talk to you about the weather. Your Machiavellian attitude is so clever Your mood swings are nothing Like they say about the weather