Call me a member of this mile high club,
fucked for driving miles ot play for no one.
My back can bend, my muscles can stretch,
but my heart is just something I don't want to mess with.
Honesty is all I have.
Sorry if I don't fake a feeling for your attention.

I need, I need, I need some sleep.
These feelings that I'm feeling are feelings of defeat.
I can't, I can't, I can't control,
knowing that I might be going nowhere at all.

Every song doesn't have to run this deep,
it's just some sanity I'd like to keep.
If you think you really know me just sing this song.
Don't try to tell me something I should already know.

I need, I need, I need some sleep.
These feelings that I'm feeling are feelings of defeat.
I can't, I can't, I can't control,
knowing that I might be going nowhere at all.

Oh, dear mom and dad,
this is all I have.
I want to sing.
I want to dance.
I want everything.

I need, I need, I need some sleep.
These feelings that I'm feeling are feelings of defeat.
I can't, I can't, I can't control,
knowing that I might be going nowhere at all.