Hey, is it me you're looking for?

I see you're getting old

We were younger then but something came along

I was occupied by someone that you know

That you know I know



You can't remember anything at all

But still the song remains the same

Now we are salt in a sugar bowl

And every motion wears a name

In the ever-changing chorus

I will play out of tune

In a chain of separate lives

Strawberry suicide



Hey, was it me or was it you?

The story is getting old

You were younger then but something made you cold

You were occupied by someone that I know

That I know you know



You don't remember anything at all, do you?

The song remains the same

We're still salt in a sugar bowl

And every motion wears a name

In the ever-changing chorus

I still play out of tune

In a chain of separate lives

I got something to tell you

But I haven't found the words

Strawberry suicide