It's in our bed

Oh no, conceal, with body bag

But around four, turn the others away

Locked doors

Watching TV all alone

I'm all yours

So sit down, wash it out

You don't have to tell me why

You are down

I'm not kind, you're not nice

So why do we do it again

Every night?

It's in our heads

Do you ever think of consequence?

Surrounds you

Trying so hard to pretend it's not true

But all it offers in the end is bad news

So sit down, wash it out

You don't have to tell me why

You gave up

I'm half done

You're too tired

So why don't we take off the night

For a snow inside

Oooh

Oooh

Oooh

Oooh

Oooh

Oooh

Oooh