it kills all thought
getting spacier than
an astronaut
making out with people
i hardly know or like
i can?t believe what i do
late at night
i wanna know what it?s like
on the inside of love
i?m standing at the gates
i see the beauty above
only when we get to see
the aerial view
will the patterns show
we?ll know what to do
i know the last page so well
i can?t see the first
so i just don?t start
it?s getting worse
(chorus)
i can?t find my way in
i try again and again
i?m on the outside of love
always under or above
must be a different view
to be a me with a you
of course i?ll be alright
i just had a bad night