Though I can taste and feel and see Opening up the center in me Now that it's all I seem to have Roll in that empty, hated bed
Waking up and into the night Is this is how it feels to be alive Consequence looks like this When looking through the end
Dark man dressed in white stood beside Write a chorus like you've never made a song before Here's an I, there's an A Make words you've always wanted to believe You tried and tried to please Now sing that chorus like you'll never sing a song again
You've watched the screaming man And you've watched the gasping girl