sitting in cars

You say it's over to me
You say it's over my head
You say it's over to me
You say it's over my head
Sitting in cars, shooting the stars 'til they're dead
Picking out scars, emptying jars in my bed
Send my regards, it's getting hard, and I'm fed
Up with the cards that you've been playing in your hand
You say it's over to me
You say it's over my head
You say it's over to me
You say it's over my head
Echoing sparks, dance in the dark, and I'm spent
Visions are slurred, swallow your words 'til I'm full
Sinking in sand, reaching for hands 'til I'm red
Overreact, balancing act, the abstract
Head (Head) Over (Over)
My (My) Head (head)
(It's) It's (Head) Head
(Over) Over (My) My
(Head)
Sitting in cars, shooting the stars 'til they're dead
Visions are slurred, swallow your words 'til I'm full
Send my regards, it's getting hard, and I'm fed
Overreact, balancing act, the abstract