I'm collected enoughnIt goes right above your head uh huh it doesnTo know when I'm getting offnIt goes right above your head uh huh it doesnIt goes right above my head and there it goesnDown my throat into my legs until it spoilsnAnd turns to letters bubblin up and hoppin out of my mouthnonto the streets before assembling and cryin outnI ain't comin back I hate feelin alone nI hate feelin alone I ain't coming backnI'll be thinking of the good to comenI'll be thinking of the good while I'm homennHow could you never come back againnHow could you never come backnAnd why don't you ever come round no morenHow come you ever do thatnAnd why don't you ever just sleep at nightnHow come you can't sleep well when I'm aroundnnIf I don't ever stop I'll keep getting alongnI'll keep getting along if I don't ever stopnnI've been thinking of a world to callnI've been thinking of a world to call our ownn