A camera smashed apart in my hands.
Microchips and memories falling through my fingers.
Your head's cut and my arm is broken.
There are paramedics all around us now.
So if I lose it, don't you lose me.
And if I lose it, don't you lose me.
I've been hooked up to these machines.
They are breathing for me.
And I've got words to say.
Maybe we should talk, talk, talk.
And if I lose it, don't you lose me.
And if I lose it, don't you lose me.
Don't you lose me, don't you lose me.
Well, we're holding on by the tips of our fingers,
praying that life keeps a hold of me.
As we look off, we're just souls in the ether
so far away from these microchips and memories.
I can't tell you what will happen to us as the days pass.
Please, just stay with me.
And if I lose it, don't you lose me.
Yeah, if I lose it, don't you lose me.
Well, if I lose it, don't you lose me, oh.
Yeah, if I lose it, please don't lose me.