Letra de Till My Head Falls Off
There were eighty-seven Advil in the bottle, now there's thirty left. I ate forty-seven so what happened to other ten? Why do you suspiciously change the subject and break my concentration As I dump the bottle out and I count the Advil up again.Don't interrupt me as I struggle to complete this thought. Have some respect for someone more forgetful than yourself.And I'm not done, And I won't be till my head falls off.Feeling every pocket on my shirt that's an over coat. I'm feeling them again but I don't know where I put my notes. Clearing my throat and gripping the lecturn, I smile and face my audience clearing it's throat and smiling With it's hand on the bathroom sink.And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall, I see stuff through the glass that I don't recognise at all.And I'm not done, And I won't be till my head falls off, Though it may not be a long way off.I'm not done talking yet. I'm not done talking.And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall, I see a broken figure silhouetted on the wall.And I'm not done, and I won't be till my head falls off. Though it may not be a long way off, I won't be done until my head falls off.