 Third jonquil, lucky
Empty pill, torn-out page
This connection is the friction we awaited
Electric, broken ghost, she feels sick
Frozen feet, little slumber's heartbeat
Lifeless old street
This criminal's motive, subliminal notice
How was I supposed to know?
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps
When I'm in your trance
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
Hypnosis T-shirt, he knows this might hurt
The crumpled poems, does she know him like she used to?
For you, he fights the cruel heroes
You've seen the worst in me
Is this all I have to say?
To say
This criminal's motives, subliminal notice
How was I supposed to know?
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps
When I'm in your trance
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
The devil's at my doorstep but I won't let him in yet
I've got you to raise my chin
And if it's all a dream and you're not quite what you seem
Well, I'll sleep in vain
This dream illuminates what you really mean to me, yeah
It's time for me to leave the tears upon my sleeve
You were the one girl I believed
I believed
Believed
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