There's a tension in my neck,
From sleeping in so late,
And my cup has downed,
All the coffee.

I'm not sure of what I'm feeling,
Am I angry or just depressed?
Senses Fail or Dashboard?
Can't decide who to sing with.

There's a small cramp in my hand,
From blaming all last night,
On my diary.
How could you have been so selfish?

Your hand on his thigh,
My own over my forehead,
At least you had the decency,
To walk me to the door.