Both untitled It's not so much what you say as what you think. And it screams to me whether I'm next to you or lying alone in bed. And it tells me you'll grow bored of me and find something better. Insecurity's a female dog Is it me or is it you? I hope these doubts aren't true. I can't escape your gravity; the force that keeps my sanity. Put on my mind-set like a pair of shoes. Will it be ignorance or paranioa? I know both ends of the spectum well Going no-where on that one way highway Is it me or is it you? I hope these doubts aren't true. I can't escape your gravity; the force that keeps my sanity. My mind's on a tilt-o-whirl resting on a screw balancing on a mans head who's teetering on a tight rope riding on a unicycle forecast calls for wind tomorrow. Second one: Please cut my chain for we've both lost the game the only thing left is the finish line. It's a one-way track I can only see your back I can't catch you, you've got the best time. Just keep burning for you till I'm out of wax can't you send me a fax or a letter? So I'll know what is right before you take flight the sooner I fall is the better. Until we are done I'll count down to one; the lonliest number by far. And for the rest of my days You'll find in my gaze I'll be wondering where you are. Just keep burning for you till I'm out of wax can't you send me a fax or a letter? So I'll know what is right before you take flight the sooner I fall is the better.