I think we're lost inside and out, it's getting closer to the end
You'll fade and I'll fade beyond escape
It's gone and come back again too many times
I don't mind this spell, this page, this thrill, it's getting closer to the end
I'll mend and get by, you'll heal and subscribe
To some other circumstance, not mine
Long distance, credit cards and plastic expense
Long distance, symphonies of tasteless noises
Here comes your heart, bursting with loving stars
How could that be wrong, how could that be wrong?
I just feel wrong