Overheated

Three days, no happy endings
 Highways, I'm hallucinating
 I wish I wasn't so mathematic
 I wish I hadn't overheated
 Heartbeats across a crowed room
 April Fool, give me a week or two
 These drinks are hitting me so hard
 I wish I had an angel watching over me
 Set up another round
 It's raining
 Six more drinks before I drown, bottoms up and spirits down
 Have my words lost all weight?
 This is weighing on me
 Have I got nothing left to say?
 Now I remember all the words
 Through my smoky eyes, a blurred hotel room stirred
 I'm waiting to hear you through the static
 Three more cigarettes, a time to call off all regrets
 This is every selfish song
 This is all those moments bleeding
 Maybe I made a huge mistake
 I always thought that it would come to this
 March came without a cost
 April falls into the dream again
 In May I'll cut myself off, at a loss for words
 It doesn't mean I'm really over it
 Set up another round
 Set up another round
 It's raining
 Six more drinks before I drown, bottoms up and spirits down
 Have my words lost all weight?
 This is weighing on me
 Have I got nothing left to say?
 Have I got nothing left to say?
 Have I got nothing left?
 Have I got nothing left to say?
 And on the 13th of September, I swear I'll remember
 Even if it doesn't make any sense
 March 30th we'll be desperate, a happy birthday to me
 What a spineless overstatement