There's a rope, it goes from me to you;

It's like I'm flying, and I think it's real

There's a rope, it goes from me to you;

I'm tired of hearing it's all in my head

I haven't come to ask you to change your mind

I haven't come to ask you to change your ways;

I've come to tell you that every night I take this rope

Directly to you

There's a rope, and it takes me back to you;

It's like I'm dying, and I think it's real

There's a rope that takes me back to you;

I'm tired of hearing it's all in your head

And I'm always here to haunt you

To take my revenge on you

Because you feel this pain, too

Don't you?

If you had the strength to get rid of me

Why didn't you do it yourself

Or at least

Without these mind games?

You are like a poison;

Poison me to death

And I'm here to sweep you

Off your feet;

You stare at my fate, and say

"That's for me"

And I look so powerful

When you sleep

And through the rolling streams;

The treetops above

Yeah, I live my life in these woods

To search for other places;

Places outside the world of apathy and confusion

Places where everything makes sense

I thought I loved you before

But you lived in a world that wasn't mine;

Coffee with milk and sugar from a night down the block

Yeah, and I would talk to you

Inside one way mirrors after school;

Fell in the mud

But the police said we were clean

Yeah, and everyone's a lost cause in their own magazines;

Everyone's a traitor in their own way

And everyone's so worried worried worried

That the lock won't lock

Everyone forgot their keys last night

And everyone was talking about how you could get this raincoat

For a million dollars, from the man at the train station

Yeah, and everyone was talking about how much of a facade it was;

Everyone forgot their keys last night

In the days of November, yeah

I will get my car;

Yeah, I will drive on into everything

In the days of December, you

Will take my life

But you won't go anywhere

In the days of November

I will get my car;

Drive down the coast of every country by the ocean

In the days of December, you

Will take my life

And there'll be no one left to Console me

There's a rope, I take from me to you;

Looks like I'm dying. Well, I think it's real

There's a rope, I take from me to you;

I'm tired of hearing it's all in my head