Its about time
That I came clean with you
No longer fine
No longer running smooth
I thought that I
Found myself on to something new
Just one more line
I repeat over and over again
Til Im blue in the face with a choking regret
Cause I talk in circles round you on my bed
Cant say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
When you left that night

Its about time
That you get sick of me
No longer fun
So far from interesting
I thought that I
Found me a cure for feeling old
Just one more line
To keep me sleeping loudly and cold in disgrace
With a shameful regret
Cause I talk in tongues to myself in my bed
Cant say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
When you left that night

And all that followed fell
Like mercury to hell
Somehow we lost our heads for the last time
And all that followed fell
Like mercury to hell
Somehow we lost our heads for the last time
And I dont dream since I quit sleeping
And I havent slept since I met you
And you cant breathe without coughing at daytime
Well neither can I
So what do you say
Your coffin or mine