Arcade?

In my head is an arcade
Cause all these girls play games
Push my buttons every day
Why do I always think this way

In my head is an arcade
Cause all these girls play games
Push my buttons every day
Why do I always think this way

All these ladies steal my soul
I've been dealing with my woes
With a cup about half full
Fresh to death don't think they know
Cause my tank be runnin' out
Still got smoke up in a drought
Broken hearted got me down
But these bands I got so loud
I pick up all my pieces
I'm still standing I cannot believe this
All this talk got me in my feelings
I'm stuck in the mud trying to explain all my feelings

In my head is an arcade
Cause all these girls play games
Push my buttons every day
Why do I always think this way
In my head is an arcade
Cause all these girls play games
Push my buttons every day
Why do I always think this way
All these ladies steal my soul
I've been dealing with my woes
With a cup about half full
Fresh to death don't think they know