I don't ever want to cry
'Cause then I might have to admit
That I do feel something
That I am nothing but a man
And these are just formalities
Of a self-destructive dream
Oh, we go round and round and round
You build me up, I rip me down
I'm bursting at the seams
And talking in my sleep
We go round and round
Round and round
If I painted my house black
Would you still come over
Or we could tear the whole thing down
And just start over
Can't I just feel nothing?
And just leave it all inside
Oh, we go round and round and round
You build me up, I rip me down
I'm bursting at the seams
And talking in my sleep
Oh, we go round and round
Round and round
Round and round
Oh, we go round and round
I wake up with the sunset
Stuck in bed 'cause I'm freaking out, freaking out
This is not just a breakdown
Stuck in bed 'cause I'm freaking out, freaking out
This is not just a breakdown
I'm stuck in bed 'cause I'm freaking out
I'm freaking out
You build me up, I rip me down
I'm bursting at the seams
And talking in my sleep
Oh, we go round and round
Round and round
Round and round
Oh, we go round and round
I don't ever want to cry
'Cause then I might have to admit
That I do feel something
