I stay up late now Rise with the sun Head in a vice and A phone in my arms I was trying to call you To say what you want I was trying to call you Sick to my stomach ♪ I got your psychic Postal address and I sent a postcard Straight to your head I hope that you get it I hope it makes sense I thought of the ocean Thought of your legs I rest my head You stumble in I rest my head You stumble in ♪ Roof's getting damaged Hail's comin' in A meteor shower Rattlin' tin I'd say it is soothin' The world could be endin' 'Least I imagine Call me John Lennon I got a paycheck Straight to my landlord House that we wanted We can't afford, it Beats where we last were House made of cardboard In the city Busy and bored I rest my head You stumble in I rest my head You stumble in