Rest My Head Against the Wall

I don't know when I lost my nerve and I started a routine
And I walked across this corner, pinned my eyes to a shirt 'cause I'm scared of being seen
Locked myself in a stall, rest my head against the wall
Still drunk I had a dream in the morning; pin myself to the chore
Looking through the cracks I saw the shadows on the tile so I knocked on all the unlocked doors
Locked myself in a stall, rest my head against the wall
And I'm not sure that I've ever had the nerve 'cause I've always felt like an easy kill
But I'm pretty sure that I'm never gonna know if I'm his kind of pill
Unlocked the stall and wandered off, left my number on the wall