Circles Songtext / Lyric

Circles

going round in circles
directions all messed up
i go to ground on a bottle of wine
and drown myself in the flood
my frozen toes are beginning to melt
and i think i’m catching a cold
got oil on my feathers and i can’t fly
ig otta get back to your love

i’m a clown without a circus
there’s no one to see my act
i can dance and sing and stand on my head
nobody knows where i’m at
my frozen toes are beginning to melt
i think i’m catching a cold
got oil on my feathers and i can’t fly
i gotta get back to your love

my days are long and lonely
and i feel so insecure
there ain’t nothing funny I’m losing you honey
i can’t laugh anymore
old chang surely told me
not to mess with what you got
but i went stomping al over your head
like a bull in a china shop