Something In My Head

Something's gotten into me, into me Often I play make-believe, make-believe My pen is bleeding out, bleeding out Give me something to cry about, cry about I want you to know I hate your guts, hate your guts But you know I can't get enough, get enough Something's gotten into me, into me And it just can't let me be, let me (He is she, she is he I am me He is she, she is he I am me He is she, she is he I am me He is she, she is he I am me, indeed) Among these fields of flowers I feel nothing Something inside my head is running, running There's something that I got to do I think you should let me through I can't even stop to think Baby, I am on the brink Something's gotten me down, me down My bride wears a gown when I'm around, I'm around All these thoughts start to surround, to surround I can feel them pound, barking loud, like a hound (He is she, she is he I am me He is she, she is he I am me He is she, she is he I am me He is she, she is he I am me, indeed) Among these fields of flowers I feel nothing Something inside my head is running, running There's something that I got to do I think you should let me through I can't even stop to think Baby, I am on the brink