I've been working on making it start
Working on making it start again
I've been working on making it start
Working on making it start, and I can't
Can't you see, I'm not in love
You want to meet me out in the dark
You want to meet in misery
How about a room, so low and lovely
With the gloom that's above me
You couldn't know makes me dream
And I couldn't wear the things I've seen
Like the shake, the trembling fiends
Like ache of unused wings
I've been working on making it start
Working on making it start again, but
I've been working on making it start
Working on making it start again, but
You want to be the one to believe it?
You couldn't be the one to believe it
I've been working on making it start
Working on making it start again
I've been working on making it start
Working on making it start again, but
You want to be the one to believe it?
You couldn't be the one to believe it
You want to be the one to believe it?
You couldn't be the one to believe it
You hear what you want to believe.
And I don't owe you nothing