Hit Snooze

I meant to reach out to you I hear you I don't know what to do with you You say you'll come thru (Will you, will you) Finally stumble through your past, and your present How could I see it Through all this madness, it's irrelevant All this madness All this madness Say it's easy as one, two, three I do all the steps to a T, and I still come out wrecked I said you were the best We made a mess (A mess) Searching for you Sailing through the truth Darker than you think in my room I can't even read the news You said you were confused I feel used Nothing left to do