Somewhere behind your inner eye you're old
I'll never dream of being cold again
I think the irony is lost on me
And honestly my past selves would agree
It'd feel like shit to understand so I won't
I had the moment in my hand but I choked
I could see it coming and turned my head
I'll never look you in the eye again
Do you know where I've been
Do you know where I've been
Do you know where I've been
Cuz I don't
She'll be waiting at the end
With my fingers at her feet
If I could hear you speak again
I wouldn't sleep
I wouldn't sleep
I wouldn't sleep
Sleep
