it`s okay that you forget
it`s alright that you don`t wanna remember
in your hands you`ve got a martyr`s head
in your mind, i know that`s what you wish you were
turn my blue sky black, you`re such a hard luck baby, yeah
that`s what`s the matter with you
i could sleep through this
i ain`t as mystified as i am in it
if that`s your ride, well then you oughta get it
it`s just as if i wasn`t dreaming
it`s all the same, `cause i still wake up screaming
turn my blue sky black, you`re such a hard luck baby, yeah
that`s what`s the matter with you
i could sleep trough this
you`re a pilgrim in the boxcar
you can never look back too far
you can`t even look back
turn my blue sky black, you`re
such a hard luck baby, yeah
that`s what`s the matter with you
i could sleep through anything