You Must Be Out Of Your Mind

The Magnetic Fields · Realism [2010]

You think I'll run, not walk to you

Why would I want to talk to you

I want you crawling back to me, down on your knees yeah

Like an appendectomy sans anaesthesia



If you think you can leave the past behind

You must be out of your mind

If you think you can simply press rewind

You must be out of your mind, son

You must be out of your mind



You want what you turned off, turned on

You call it sunset, now it's dawn

You can't go 'round just saying stuff because it's pretty

And I no longer drink enough to think you're witty



If you think you can leave the past behind

You must be out of your mind

If you think you can simply press rewind

You must be out of your mind, son

You must be out of your mind



You want to kindle that old flame

I don't remember your real name

It must be something scandalous, lurks in your shallows

If you need a Santa Claus to buy your gallows



If you think you can leave the past behind

You must be out of your mind

If you think you can simply press rewind

You must be out of your mind, son

You must be out of your mind

You must be out of your mind, son

You must be out of your mind