And speaking of Little Miss Catherine I feel swell, oh well Because losing you Was something I always... Did so well I guess I just can't tell anymore And the feeling I get when I see your clothes Spread out on my floor Oh, I'm such a bore, I'm such a bore I don't do anything anymore I just count these ceiling tiles falling through my floor Sorry, I really lost my head I'm sorry, I really lost my head But you know those words that you said They get stuck here in my head And this feeling I dread, it makes me wish I was dead Or just alone instead, I'll be alone instead I don't need anyone in my bed Just these ceiling tiles falling through my head Sorry, I really lost my head Oh, I'm so sorry, I really lost my head Oh, those words you said