Please excuse me for the way I act So I’ve asked you many times Drawing circles to show where I’m at As if they lead me to unwind I know I like the idea of providence So I voice my head Though I always spill my blood on the table Though I like the idea of confidence I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control Please excuse me for the way I act So I can’t seem to recall [?] that’s too many times Is it okay that I’d like to hold on? Though I like the idea of permanence I keep my mouth shut And only try to speak when I’m able Though I like the idea of you sleeping next to me I’m waiting just to watch you go I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control Though I like the idea of providence I know I can’t see straight With my head through the table Though I like the idea of confidence You pull me like a bed You unraveled in my head I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control I’m in love with control