You Make Me

Sometimes you wreck my brain Twist it, bend it, snap it You make me go insane My brain trips, falls, and makes a racket You make me feel tipsy I can’t walk, talk, or feel You make me kind of ditsy I can’t see, hear, it’s unreal You make me stumble around Like I’m drunk, high, or dead I feel like I’m lost and not found I feel purple, yellow, and red You make me fall over I don’t know whether to plan, finish, or do I feel like I need to cry on a shoulder So I hope its your’s I fall onto.