Is it all you thought it would be?
Is it dressed, dressed like you like?
How are your feet? Is that your blood on them?
Or would you rather not say a word, rather not speak to me?

I know I know
I know where you are headed
I know I know
I know where you are headed

We all make mistakes
But is this one, you've made before
And will make again?
Do you still sleep at night
With all the tears you draw?
Or do they shower you in importance making your dreams?

I know I know
I know where you are headed
Where your head is