No Wonder I'm Still Awake (Look Mexico)

In case you haven't noticed I am wearing black again Though it may not be my color I just couldn't think to change I've been caught up with a flashlight To keep the darkness away There's something in my room I'd hoped with all the practice I could do it in my sleep What happens when you can You can't get the rest you need Cliches in the closet or bumped under the bed It can't be in my head No it cannot be in my head I'm losing it And on this verse I'm tired of playing Tired of playing the same chords I've played before All the words sitting on my hands, waiting for Waiting for the song to find it's way My last thread of brilliance Fast, flickering, and dim I ready myself the worst to begin And the ghosts of doubt surround me And I feel I'm closing in Tore off my sweaty sheets And hold up my ballpoint pen I'm losing it And on this verse I'm tired of playing Tired of playing the same chords I've played before All the words sitting on my hands, waiting for Waiting for the song to find it's way