Story Behind The Song

true events

Song Description

events that happened but weren't told

Lyrics

Talking in my Sleep
Seems my baby's got a way to know all the places a come and go. It happens all the time I'm losing my mind and how it's going on I don't know. It's like a record of all of my days all of my doings and all of my ways. Yeah there's no doubt she's got it figured out and I am mixed up messed up in a daze.
She knew the time I tripped over my own 2 feet, cracked my 12 pack, in the middle of the street it's like she's got a crystal ball, it's telling her all my all.
I drop my sandwich in the Quickie Mart it rolled down the aisle hit a shoe went under the cart but I ate it anyway, she knew about it, the very next day.
*Am I talking in my sleep again, telling all the places ago and been, saying out loud what's in my head. Am I talking in my sleep again?
She knew the time I left the bar 3 o'clock walked the wrong way home the entire block. I play the numbers but I didn't win, blamed it on the bar and a bunch of my friends. I walked in the wrong house started playing with the dog I looked up and realized I didn't know them at all. I got up and I ran away, she knew about it the very next day.
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Now don't get me wrong there ain't nothing going on. I cross my heart and hope to die, stick a truth serum needle in my eye. But I don't know how can't understand cause she's never around when it all goes down, repeats back every line, all I'm doing with all of my time.
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