Every waking moment, it's just too damn confusing trying to decide where to bite. So peacefully you lay back.. stretching out those long, lovely limbs.. and I just get flooded with all these crazy voices inside trying to tell me where to start. Hehe.. and I thought I knew insanity before we met! So, as crazy as it is, I have to get outta here. It's not you, it's me. And me, and me, and me. Oh yes and one more, me. Maybe if ever they all settle back into distant realms of memory, maybe then I can once again toss my box into your cellar.. but for now, yikes, it's just too much. Um yeah.. ok so.. jeez.. I better go.