Goodbye to sleep. I think this staying up is exactly what I need.
Take apart your head; take apart the counting and the flock it has bred.

Goodbye to love;well it's a ride that will push you up right against the wall.
Take apart your head right against the wall, chew it up and swallow it.
(Does everybody really need to know everyone?
Do you really think you're really a part of it,
and is your army really one of some thousands?)

You burned bright but you run out; I fell asleep at the incline.
I can't shake this little feeling; I'll never get anything right.

Goodbye you liar- you sipped from her cup but you don't own up to anything,
and you think you will inspire. Take apart your head (you wish I could inspire),
take apart the demon up in the attic to the left.
(When I arrive will God be waiting and pacing around his throne?
Will he feel a little Old Testament,
And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone?
Yeah, I admit, I am afraid of the reckoning).

Goodbye my love (you burned bright, but you run out).
You wait right here, and they will come and pick you up (let's sleep at the incline).
I've been on pause but I'm shaking off the rust (I can't shake this tiny feeling).
I've lost my charge, I've been degaussed (I'll never say anything right).


Take me, take me back to your bed.
I love you so much that it hurts my head.
Say, "I don't mind you under my skin,
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in".
Well, when we were made we were set apart
but life is a test and I get bad marks.
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins;
the storm is coming, the storm is coming in.

Well, you're my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you'd wear my ring.
No matter what they say, I am still the king.
Now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in.