You Got Out

My head's not right I never speak the truth anymore And all melodies grow old What I wish I was made of Isn't what I am But we, we can pretend Ooh ooh So dark that night You sang into that telephone That song is something I can't lose So dark that night You lost the handle while I wrote this I can't disconnect the tune Ooh ooh Can't hear a thing except the sound I'm trying hard to settle down But I can't calm down I let you in but you got out You got out You got out My head's not right I never speak the truth anymore And all melodies grow old