It's been a harsh day yea
You think that I don't feel it
You want to lock yourself up
I want to make it real and mess your little world
I want to be your whore
I want to bust your stupid door
The element of surprise
Spontaneous yea not so wise
I want to be the one to mess you up and down
Till you laugh it off
You think too much about things
Your head is full of sound
You want to fly your warplanes
I want to shoot them down and mess your little mind
Turning your head around
Turning you upside down
It's been a harsh day yea
You want to melt away
But there's too much to waste
Till you fall apart
