[verse #1]
   You keep bleeding through the fresher paint
   Foggy like the halo on a saint
   You can't be in my dreams anymore
   You can't walk right in through the front door
[verse #2]
   Of course you'd find me, where else would I be?
   Thought you'd find your way back eventually
   Standing, sipping coffee by the sink
   Give yourself confusion, time to think
 
[verse #3]
   You keep bleeding through the fresher paint
   Lost, well, I can tell you where you ain't
   You can't be in my dreams anymore
   You can't walk right in through the front door