Looking in the mirror,
this scene is repeating itself...

Can you repeat that?
I don't think I heard that last word...

You're trying to find a way out of your own head.
Your winding stories immortalized in your...

One two three four
you counted me into this dream...

You live in a world wrapped in cellophane
(can you break out...

Does sound travel faster in the cold?
Because I thought I heard your voice...

Let's hold hands and scream at the man in the...
Our voices will echo in the emptiness between the...

One day our emotions will get the best of us,
and intellect will come tumbling...

One sweet kiss and everything fell apart.
I swear that when I see myself in your eyes...

We lie beneath the stars,
your head cupped in my hands...

We're sitting beneath the red plastic slide,
watching and running from the rain that is...

She's just a pretty weed,
planted in this city of gray...