Текст песни Dilemma

am i just too condescending? or is it all depending on what I say oh the notes I play or what side of the bed I woke up on today is it a realization or just my imagination i'm not home I'm drinking alone and I just don't want to pick up the telephone there's no answer If this is gonna run round in my head turn out the lights just put me back to sleep if I'm better off dead I'd rather have a prayer than a front row seat I can't recall (i can't recall) the last time that my mind had any extra space at all Was that an innuendo? a Subtle decrescendo to a big mistake one that I can't make can't keep track of how many hearts I'm gonna break Was I talking to fast? Should i decide to look past the little things still lingering Like how many times i have to repeat everything there's no answer If this is gonna run round in my head turn out the lights just put me back to sleep if I'm better off dead I'd rather have a prayer than a front row seat I can't recall the last time that my mind had any extra space at all should I keep my door closed? or open all the windows raise my cup up to what's enough and fill another glass of... shut the hell up run round in my head (run round in my head) turn out the lights just put me back to sleep run round in my head (run round in my head) turn out the lights just put me back to sleep