Texty: Bernard Butler. I'm Tired.

I'm tired, I can't explain
All troubled notions scrambling my brain
I'm tired, let me be for now

Was a time when I was interested by you
But it isn't now
If only I could escape leave a dummy in my place
Slip away through the walls not listen at all

I'm tired, I can't explain
I may as well have been talking to myself
By the look on your face

I'm high, I don't feel myself, I think I should feel happy
But I only want to lie down
If only I could escape leave a dummy in my place
Slip away through the walls not listen at all

I'm tired, I might go away
I'm tired, I've no more to say
I'm tired, I'm tired
So take me, take me away