Texty: Queens of The Stone Age. R. I Think I Lost My Headache.

You know why they called and just let it ring
No reply, the door was open, I swear
Ain't no use in pickin' up
You know why

It's all my head I know
So they tell me so
Until my head explodes
Into my head it goes

Tastes so good, oh, but I knew it would
Tastes so good, burn like a match house
Medicate just to make you soft
Love is blind

Catch and release me
What the hell were they thinking of?
You know why

It's all my head I know
So they tell me so
Until my head explodes
Into my head it goes