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I am a head case, you seem to be too

but at least people know it about you

when you stay here with us telling just enough truth

while I keep this inside from my point of view

I won’t tell lies but I won’t tell you enough

I would tell it all but then you’d call my bluff

You can tell when I’m open, when my love’s too full

I won’t tell lies but I won’t give my soul

I am a head case, I run into walls

I’m a misshapen road then a long way to fall

I am a head case, you seem to be too

but at least people know it about you

You bleed, it runs up the walls like a lunatic

I bleed and the rainbow comes back just to ruin it

Like whispers and laugh lines we sneak through the streets

I’ll fall down at your doorstep or we’ll fall asleep

I am a head case, I can’t risk or I’ll lose

I’m the color of echoes in this empty room

I am a head case, you seem to be too

but at least people know it about you