The Inside of My Head

I got such a mess between my ears
like dishes in the sink
Stuff I don’t believe just tumbles in until I don’t have room to think
These dark clouds I’ve stowed away
just in case of a sunny day
So I can stand in the pouring rain
of every tear I’ve ever shed
I’ve got to empty out the inside of my head
This could be a room with such a view,
but its covered up with junk
Blocking off the place the light gets through
so it keeps me in this funk
All my failures are on display,
the broken dreams of yesterday
Stuff I should have thrown away,
but I’ve kept it here instead
I’ve got to empty out the inside of my head
I’ve got to empty out the inside of my head
I’d like to turn this place into my home
instead of someplace that I dread
Its the only place thats mine alone,
and I’ll live here 'til I’m dead
I’ll sort through what I have found,
the stuff that works I’ll keep around
But I can’t live weighted down
with every cruel word they said
I’ve got to empty out the inside of my head
I’ve got to empty out the inside of my head
I’ve got to empty out the inside of my head
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© 2000 published by Midnight Ocean Bonfire Music (ASCAP)/Cindy Lou My Dear
(ASCAP), a division of Soroka Music Ltd.