Testo Circles

Circlesgoing round in circlesdirections all messed upi go to ground on a bottle of wineand drown myself in the floodmy frozen toes are beginning to meltand i think i?m catching a coldgot oil on my feathers and i can?t flyig otta get back to your lovei?m a clown without a circusthere?s no one to see my acti can dance and sing and stand on my headnobody knows where i?m atmy frozen toes are beginning to melti think i?m catching a coldgot oil on my feathers and i can?t flyi gotta get back to your lovemy days are long and lonelyand i feel so insecurethere ain?t nothing funny I?m losing you honeyi can?t laugh anymoreold chang surely told menot to mess with what you gotbut i went stomping al over your headlike a bull in a china shop