There is a voice inside my head Telling me things that I should do instead Feeding me options that I know I wouldn't have thought of on my own This isn't what I pictured Tell me what I should do now She's laying right beside me Holding my hand now And I don't recall what happened that night Under the buildings and the flood street lights Echoing over in my mind Like a broken record that I've heard a thousand times This isn't what I pictured Tell me what I should do now She's laying right beside me Holding my hand now And everyone I know's not alone in love And that's what I've been told You don't know at all And I see you And she leans in closely: "Tell me how you feel now" And I whisper softly: "You're all I think about"