Headaches Slowly revolve around circles But you've found a way Of making the worse for the better Wonderful, in a cage What are you going to do? This time around What are you going to say? This time A note left in the kitchen reminds me of the times that I want to die But the way that You have faith in yourself And your conscience Tells me you're something I'm not And the whispering over the window Is deafening I wish I could stop What are you going to do? This time around What are you going to say? This time A note left in the kitchen reminds me of the times that I want to die But I know something that you don't "I know something that you don't" Come on, lead off, you're way behind