Yeah, it's something like that...
who needs sweet dreams anyway.
They're just fluffy things and they're silly
...I just have too many things to say.
Yeah, something like that.
It really wasn't a good night.
We don't have those too much anymore
'cause it seems that we always fight.
I really didn't want to cry this time,
thought I could leave before you said goodbye.
It's easier when you're the one leaving
rather than the one left behind.
Yeah, it's just something like that
when you can taste the night on your teeth.
I guess these four stanzas are over
goodnight, I love you, sweet dreams.
