Crosseyed And Painless - Phish

Lost my shape

Trying to act casual!

Can’t stop

I might end up in the hospital

I’m changing my shape

I feel like an accident

They’re back!

To explain their experience

Isn’t it weird

Looks too obscure to me

Wasting away

And that was their policy

I’m ready to leave

I push the fact in front of me

Facts lost

Facts are never what they seem to be

Nothing there!

No information left of any kind

Lifting my head

Looking for danger signs

There was a line

There was a formula

Sharp as a knife

Facts cut a hole in us

There was a line

There was a formula

Sharp as a knife

Facts cut a hole in us

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

The feeling returns

Whenever we close out eyes

Lifting my head

Looking around inside

The island of doubt

It’s like the taste of medicine

Working by hindsight

Got the message from the oxygen

Making a list

Find the cost of opportunity

Doing it right

Facts are useless in emergencies

The feeling returns

Whenever we close out eyes

Lifting my head

Looking around inside

Facts are simple and facts are straight

Facts are lazy and facts are late

Facts all come with points of view

Facts don’t do what I want them to

Facts just twist the truth around

Facts are living turned inside out

Facts are getting the best of them

Facts are nothing on the face of things

Facts don’t stain the furniture

Facts go out and slam the door

Facts are written all over your face

Facts continue to change their shape

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting

I’m still waiting