Dizzy

Dizzy when I lay down Sinking in my bed Now I'm lying to strangers It's a dead end street One word and I'm ruined There's never a guarantee That I'm not making up Why you're so mad at me Polished stories Old day's glory We were the life of the party You don't know me If you'd asked I'd trip over myself Stay here till the end You say I'm pretty I don't believe you Maybe we're two cars Too good at speeding Under the covers I might admit that I almost lost it and You were the reason Aftertaste in my mouth Brush it off and rinse out I'm stuck in a cycle That's buried in layers Another conversation That I'll never remember You're playing victim Or maybe I am Polished stories Old day's glory We were the life of the party You don't know me If you'd asked I'd trip over myself Stay here till the end You say I'm pretty I don't believe you Maybe we're two cars Too good at speeding Under the covers I might admit that I almost lost it and You were the reason I keep staring at the ceiling Counting days and counting minutes Hoping you will leave and miss me Then I'll know that it was worth it I'm here covering the tracks up They will look but they won't see me And I know I'm turning blue now But it's like you know the real me You're just running late But my head's falling further in a spiral Could pretend that I'm so cool now I don't want to turn to violence What if this is how we go down You are scared but it's my normal You might fight and try to fix me but forever I am dizzy You say I'm pretty I don't believe you Maybe we're two cars Too good at speeding Under the covers I might admit that I almost lost it and You were the reason You say I'm pretty I don't believe you Maybe we're two cars Too good at speeding Under the covers I might admit that I almost lost it and You were the reason