In my head there's a junkyard fixing up a bed In my bed there's a world that drives me round the bend Why won't you go there with me? Fix up something in your soul I find it hard letting go I heard you call my name But I'm tired to sing, and play your silly games In my head there's a whirlpool drowning all I've said I slow down but my car speeds up and mows my enemies down Please stop asking me to breath I'm collecting memories I heard you call my name But I'm tired to sing, and play your silly games I heard you call my name But I'm tired to sing, and play your and play your In my head there's a junkyard fixing up a bed Why won't you go mad with me? I'm a troubled soul