Sometimes when I die, I wake up feelin' alright.
And I count your breaths, to see what I got left.
Oh, how you get me through, you're loved, you are not used.
You make me wanna stay, on these less than lonely days.
See you in my dreams.
Makes me feel obscene.
Everything I need!
No she does not know. Coupla friends might though.
It's alright, it's okay. Not like they care anyway.
See you in my dreams.
Makes me feel obscene.
Everything I need!
Let's mosey down a moonlit sidewalk,
You can show me how to laugh and not to talk about
Those things, like lost lovers and friends, and
Josephine, and feeling alone again.
See you in my dreams.
Makes me feel obscene.
Everything I need!