Press me like a flower between the sheets
I'll curl up and I'll dry in the heat
Read the spaces between the lines
The stories different in my mind
What did you say when you called my name
I couldn't see you through the Whitby haze
One kiss from you and she's falling deeper
Lucy's always falling deep
I'm outta my mind
I can't describe
This feeling inside
I'm outta my mind
Bless it be the tiny fruit
It bruises easy but it knows the truth
Nothing's real and nothing's permanent
Everything's just playing a part
So I could just lie in bed all day, hide from those feelings and I'll hide from the pain
Nothing's real and nothing's permanent
Everyone's just playing a part
I'm outta my mind
I can't describe
This feeling inside
I'm outta my mind
I don't want to be pretty or nice
Don't call me pretty or nice