Brain Damage

Picture I’m someone you have met
Several times I was breathing down your neck
It feels like I ought to be on my own
List the things you don’t like so I’m wrong
Do you remember your old phone?
The one in which you told me we had love
Now I’m breaking things I don’t even own
I tried your with your heart, it didn’t work
No more brain damage
I can’t complain laughing
I’m in distress
But you got to, you got to let me go
I pay attention to the lights
I can see them I was left behind
By you, by you by you
«Tomorrow makes it better», fuck you
No more brain damage
I can’t complain laughing
I’m in distress
But you got to, you got to let me go