Atwood

Where are we now? Everything is changing

I don't know how we've been rearranging

I'm falling, falling, fast

I cannot hear what you are saying

I disappear in the display, and

I'm falling, falling fast

Now that we're not talking 'bout it

Yeah we're just here, sitting, pouting

I am falling fast

I will not listen

Baby, my head is catching fire

As your cheeks glisten

Baby, my head is catching fire

Take me now

I do not know how

And I am falling fast

Now that I'm here, you said it

I disappear, you said it

I'm falling, falling, fast

I will not listen

Baby, my head is catching fire

As your cheeks glisten

Baby, my head is catching fire

It'll be my fault

It'll be my fault

It'll be my fault you made me feel so bad

Your ghost, my host

They stuck around

I cut town

If you break my brain

I'll blame you games

I cannot listen

Baby my head is catching fire

Oh glisten

Cause baby my head is catching fire