I get this writer's block, it comes as quite a shock,
And now I'm stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock,
In my own head consumed. I sit back in my room,
Its like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom,
I'm like a butterfly, caught in a hurricane,
My pulse is quickening as my heart plays a new refrain
Chorus:
I'm lovin' Mary Jane, flyin' with Lois Lane,
On board a bullet train
Don't know yet if I'm glad I came (x4)
Sometimes at night I think too much,
About life and love and music and stuff
I'm livin' in the past,
My clocks an hour fast,
Should really go and make a coffee but I can't be arsed,
I've lost my mobile phone,
You'll have to call my home,
On second thoughts just leave a message when you hear the tone,
My grimy windows show the early morning glow,
Another day, another dollar in my one man show,
[chorus]
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don't speak to Lois Lane and I missed that bullet train
But now I know I'm glad I- (x3)
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don't speak to Lois Lane and I missed that bullet train
But now I know I'm glad I came (x3)