I might as well just sleep it off
wishful thinking′s got my wires crossed (whoa ho)
when i am desperate and alone
i know i know i know how low i go

so i′ll drive and disapear
and maybe if i′m luck by this time next year
no one i know will know my name
it′s either change or go or i′ll explode today
i′ll leave a note on my machine
unplug the phone and finish packing all my things
i found a photograph of me
its been such a slow decay
day to day i don′t even recognize my own face

i had another breakdown
and i′m floating face down
i might as well just sleep it off
wishful thinking′s got my wires crossed (whoa ho)
when i am desperate and alone
i know i know i know how low i go

i′m going to sleep it off
this sinking feeling of always feeling lost
hasn′t been that long
six years worth of always being wrong
i met an old friend out on the street
trade stories and out of date memories
and she has a photograph of me it′s been such a slow decay day to day
did we seem much happier in those days

its been a slow decay
day to day i don′t even recognize my face

i know i know i know how low i go [x4]