Just back from a weekend of luxury
You get so weightless
In personal hell
Sad eyed, yourre looking up to me
Some chinese chasers
For your terminal health
Youd say Im out of my head
But really Im the only one whos bounced back
You know the odds of recovery
From ballroom days
And walks through the park
Id be pin-striped and handsome
If youd stay for a while with me
Before the mail comes
Before im alone
Youd say Im out of my head
But really Im the only one whos bounced back
The music that I want
Is cheaper than therapy
Get off on the digital high tonight
Id spy an oyster
And youd spy a whale
I wish I was too young
To taste the time tripped over
And over again
Youd say Im out of my head
But really Im the only one whos bounced back
The music that I want
Is cheaper than therapy