Texty: Hawthorne Heights. Skeletons. Nervous Breakdown.

I'm so over being sick
I'm so sick of this relationship
Go get a doctor and an ambulance
I need your kiss it's the medicine
It get's me moving going back and forth
Everybody grab a map and help me chart the course
I brought a compass it's reading north
It doesn't really matter if it's back and forth

I thought that I should tell you (Whoa)
My world is crashing down, again
I'm spinning round calling out "I'm falling down"
I'm spinning round calling out "I'm falling I'm falling"
And I don't care, I don't care what you think of me right now
Cause I'm gonna have a breakdown

My only choice is to over react
Is this a voice or just a panic attack?
I need a doctor to help me try to relax
No one ever told me I was living too fast


I thought I should tell you (Whoa)
My world is crashing down, again
I'm spinning round calling out "I'm falling down"
I'm spinning round calling out "I'm falling I'm falling"
I don't care, I don't care, what you think of me right now
Cause I'm gonna have a breakdown

You know me all to well but you never had the chance
To find out who I really am, who I really am
You know me all to well but you never had the chance
To find out who I really am, who I really am
I'm spinning round, I'm calling out
I'm gonna have a breakdown

I'm spinning round calling out I'm falling down
I'm spinning round calling out I'm falling I'm falling
I don't care, I don't care, what you think of me right now
Cause I'm gonna have a breakdown