In your little white wicker chair Unsuspicious, nobody cares for you You're so fucked up again You laugh at nothin' in the pouring rain You try to tell yourself you're not insane You fool, I hate you sometimes Hey You know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place It's drippin' off your face And you're losin' your precious mind But send me a postcard if you get that far You got a couple pennies in your rusty jar The truth, you've been gone for awhile And it's hard lookin' at you when you look that way With your one night stands and your sleep all days Ooh, you're such a slut sometimes But hey You know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place It's drippin' off your face And you're losin' your precious mind You're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind I said you're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind I said you're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind I said you're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind You're losin' your mind