I'm a cluttered fairy strewn all over the mattress on my stomach, hair; a cluttered catastrophe but in the morning I know I'll be able to comb away all the knots from my heart and songs will be the match I need to ignite a spark. And now, I am done with being an actress, I am done with overdoing things, with overthinking about you; have you thought of me at all today? Either yes or no, it won't matter babe, Ain't sure I need you to live anyway, if I didn't cross your mind, I won't weep I'm not alone, it's 11:55 pm and I'm taken by sleep.