I got a dream there's a whole other room through the door 'neath the floorboards where I'd never assume

Windows overlooking parking lots the walls are painted apricot and I've got so much space to fill the day

Never was good much from being alone I have trouble feeling real if there's nobody else at home

Half an hour episodes are measured out in milestones

Please tell me what it is I missed last week

Oh the place from that show do you remember what it's called?

I lost your number somewhere back in the fall

Back when you said I never listened at all

And I'm selfish I'm sure but so is everybody else

I'm malleable enough to melt

At least I'm not somebody else

Keep you at bay keep my head underground keep the bitter rush a vacant hush and flash out the sound

Look at me and you might suggest the metaphor 'bout fighter jets

How everything comes down to your control

It's so romantic I'm such a loose cannon

I'll keep you entertained until I become demanding

Please tell you what it is you missed last week

Oh the place from that show do you remember what it's called?

I lost your number somewhere back in the fall

Back when you said I never listened at all

And I'm selfish I'm sure but so is everybody else

I'm malleable enough to melt

At least I'm not somebody else

And when the room that I made starts to spin

I'll take everyone down with me in the space that I am in

The objects become magnetized and I will not apologize

For anything I said when I was dizzy

And there's a leak in the back of my brain

And when I feel a drip I crack the whip and pick up the pace

He said just stick to autopilot I said

But I'm not fucking flying a plane