Text: Incubus. A Crow Left Of The Murder. Sick Sad Little World.

No, you're not the first to fall apart
But always the first one to complain
You better get careful
Or you'll compromise everything you are

The world is a joke when out of love
Please come back to us
You're all of the above
I'm making a choice to be out of touch
Leave me be he said, he said, he said

Leave me here in my
Stark raving sick sad little world
Leave me here in my
Stark raving sick sad little world

I've never had unpaid confidantes
It's more than I would care to explain
But I have an open door policy
When it comes to blame

The world is a joke when out of love
Please come back to us
You're all of the above
I'm making a choice to be out of touch
Leave me be he said, he said, he said

Leave me here in my
Stark raving sick sad little world
Leave me here in my
Stark raving sick sad little world

Leave me here in my
Stark raving sick sad little world
Leave me here in my
Stark raving sick sad little world