In your (F)mes sage you (Dm11)said you were (Dm11)go ing to bed, but I’m pin’ not (Bb)done with (Gm11)the night.

So I (F)stayed up in (Dm11)bed, but your (F)words in ble my (Dm11)head got me mixed (Bb)up, so I turned (Gm11)off the light.

sane.

And (Bb)I don’t know how to slow it down:

my (Bb)mind’s rac ing from (C)chas ing pi rates.

Now an (F)am bu lance (Dm11)screams while the (Dm11)sil li est things are flop pin’ a (Bb)round in (Gm11)my brain.

And I (F)try not to (Dm11)dream up im (F)pos si ble my (Dm11)schemes that swim a (Bb)round, wan na drown (Gm11)me in light.

sane.

And (Bb)I don’t know how to slow it down:

my (Bb)mind’s rac ing from (C)chas ing pi rates.

Now an (C)chas ing pi rates.

(C)chas ing pi rates.

My (Bb)mind’s rac ing from (C)chas ing pi rates.

My (Bb)mind’s rac ing from (C)chas ing pi rates.