Full Circle Nightmare - Kyle Craft

She was a ricochet heading back at me

She was the full circle nightmare

Weaved into the thick of my dreams

At night, I toss and I turn

And I wake up without you at my side

These days

There’s a million ways a man can love a woman

But I can’t find one way with you

You’re the full circle nightmare

Making all these bad dreams come true

He was a dead lay

He was a dumb kid

He was a little less than what he likes to

What the hell would you do with it at all?

His picture’s perfect baby

But it’s hanging crooked there on your wall for show

And now you’ve got to live with every photo you wish you could let go

Too bad, the full circle nightmare

Never let you have what you had

But what’s a boy to do with such a whiplash woman?

I’ll never make it through to you in time, time

Oh, it was my last night

It was my last chance

It was a weary houseparty where I

Saw her spinning round in a dance alone

A flash of light hit me right in the eyes

Then she was gone so quick

And the people 'round the punch bowl

Made me feel so twisted and sick of you

You’re the full circle nightmare making all these bad dreams come true

But what’s a boy to do with such a whiplash woman?

I’ll never make it through to you in time

Time, time, time