Sometimes i feel

like i'm drunk behind the wheel

the wheel of possibility

however it may roll

give it a spin

see if you can somehow factor in

you know theres always more then one way

to say exactly what you mean to say

Was i out of my head, was i out of my mind

when i walked up to you that night?

"Hey, want to go out sometime?"

I never thought you'd say yes

I never thought you'd even remember me

But then it came

"Sure... Where do you want to go?"

Surprised as ever, i smiled.

We hit it off, we talked all night

a week later, i'm confused...

i've gotta be out of my mind

either that, or the Fates like fucking with my mind

because you're gone, as quick as you came

and i'm left alone yet again.