it's coming back to things you've said to me i'm hiding away from reality denying myself for the better parts and you slip back and say "don't take it hard" and then i find it hard to sleep at all wishing i could give someone else a call someone that's closer closer close to me forgetting someone might come over me
do you know the bar? the way to the bar? and it's clear and bright now from the statements to the lights from the big black coffin to the black under your eyes
but if life is complex why'd we and when i close my eyes i still see this face looking upon me, still upon me, still
no competition over ecstacy find ebb and tide and you're confronting me i will admit all of my weaker parts but i'll shut up if you don't want my point my point of view to stand against your own perhaps you're better off on your own but i don't need to be put down this way i'm going down this way but you can stay
do you know the bar? the way, to the bar?
but it's clear and bright now from the statements to the lights from the big black coffin to the black under your eyes but if life is complex and when i close my eyes i still see this face, looking upon me, still upon me, still
and if life becomes... never work for me if black becomes... i don't want us to be another opportunity wasted by best friend's endless pretense
and it's clear and bright now from the statements to the lights from the big black coffin to the black under your eyes