My Racing Thoughts - Jack's Mannequin
She's a black cat hanging 'round my doorstep I'll need all day tomorrow to recover from today I was boxing with my shadow at a stoplight When the clocks changed, yeah It was midnight I was mixed up When she called to drag the lake I think I'm running short on inspiration She's running long on borrowed time We break with speed That girl can read my racing thoughts She asks the questions, I take the floor, she takes her shots Taught her a lesson about a forced confession We break with speed That girl can read my racing thoughts My racing thoughts My racing thoughts So I'll try to keep her steady now But steady's not her strong suit I was raised going to church But couldn't practice what they preached And so I'm hiring a DJ for the Eve of our destruction, yeah It was midnight I was mixed up when She found me on the beach I think I'm running low on inspiration She's running long on borrowed time We break with speed That girl can read my racing thoughts She asks the questions I take the floor, she takes her shots Taught her a lesson about a forced confession We break with speed That girl can read my racing thoughts My racing thoughts My racing thoughts I think I'm running short on inspiration, She's running long on borrowed time We break with speed, That girl can read my racing thoughts She asks the questions I take the floor, she takes her shots Taught her a lesson about a forced confession We break with speed That girl can read my racing thoughts My racing thoughts My racing thoughts My racing thoughts My racing thoughts My racing thoughts (She can read my, she can read my, She can read my racing thoughts) Whoa, oh (She can read my, she can read my, She can read my racing thoughts) Whoa, oh (She can read my, she can read my, She can read my racing thoughts)
Artist: Jack's Mannequin
Title: My Racing Thoughts