Lyrics Letters To Cleo – I Could Sleep (The Wuss Song)

It’s okay that you forget
It’s all right that you don’t wanna remember
In your hands you’ve got a martyr’s head
In your mind, I know that’s what you wish you were

Turn my blue sky black, you’re such a hard luck baby, yeah
That’s what’s the matter, with you
But I could sleep through this

I am as mystified as I am in it
If that’s your ride, well then you ought to get it
It’s just as if I wasn’t dreaming
It’s all the same
‘Cause I still wake up screaming

Turn my blue sky black, you’re such a hard luck baby, yeah
That’s what’s the matter, with you
But I could sleep through this

You’re pilgrim in the boxcar
You can never look back too far
You can’t ever look back

Turn my blue sky black, you’re such a hard luck baby, yeah
That’s what’s the matter, with you
But I could sleep through anything