Text: D.B.S.. If The Music's Loud Enough. Red.

sometimes i sit around and make up problems in my mind, 'bout nothing in particular but then i watch t.v. but i am not really watching instead i'm thinking about her. [chorus] paranoid thought go swimming through my head and i'm thinking about you red and i don't understand why i feel so confused. sometimes i sit around and conjure problems in my mind red into everything you say, try to find a meaning that is simply not there. am i in love or am i just fuckin lame? i'm lame! [chorus]