As twisted as it sounds, I'm counting on you again
How am I doing this wrong...

I am torn beneath the street lights on the corner...
I am stripped of my left over time, used up all in...

I never want to hear that song again
The one we listened to for hours on end...

It doesn't get much sweeter from here
I want to create something struggled through tears...

My colors are dark and about to fade
I'm still wounded from Autumn's break...

The next morning I found myself, in the arms of a...
Just trying to do my best...

Have you noticed it's never really dark out
And how the street lights start to come on...

Growing up I could see a different part of me
On the back roads on the front porch swing...

Who I am and who I want to be are equally strange...
What I see and what I want to see are both make...

You said they had no right to know anything
And you said you told them absolutely nothing...

A strange little room in the middle of a house
Little machines move within without a sound...

Right now I'm looking out my window and watching...
Sometimes I wonder if everything would be...