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At the top of my lungs I've been screaming and scheming My high screaming from midnight into morning and in sunlight Reflecting too much makes my heart tired I left a paper trail, the span of Jersey Of course I've lived it to shreds to remain a mystery So if you're thinking about getting close, closer to me You just better back off, oh, back off Hey hey, whoa woo, I feel lost Maybe down in the gutter and I want out But not for long Cos the gutter, I figured out Is the last place that I would be found I remember this and that I recall what is useless I recollect and I recollect But there's no need for specifics I've been back to square one so many times I hid it in every corner But the circle prevails And my history gets filled Hey, na na na na, oh oh Haven't dug a hole I couldn't lie myself out off SongtexteSo why do I feel like I owe some sort of apology? For all the songs outta wack, the whisper high rack And the friends that I gotta go back Hey hey, whoa woo, I feel lost Maybe down in the gutter and I want out But not for long Cos the gutter, I figured out Is the last place that I would be found Aus Songtexte Mania