Cyclone

If it's better, then why am I crying? Why am I so struck with grief About this one way things could be? Why am I so stuck together? And I fixate on the same cyclone now How's that help? How's that settle anything? And when will it end? 'Cause it's been in my head for a long time And it feels wrong I don't want it anymore, ah It spun in my head for a long time If it's better, I mean it's improved Not that it's fine, not that I'm mad It's more that I want to be precise Well, alright When it visits unbidden in the night An' I know I'm gonna cry I know you're trying to help But I don't need you right now, or ever again You've been in my head for a long time And it feels wrong But I don't want it anymore, no, ah It spun in my head for a long time Get out of my head Get out of my mind And it feels wrong It feels wrong And I don't want it anymore, no, ah, ah It spun in my head for a long time, time