My lies are more real than your truth
That's why we are drowning in the storm in a glass of water
As I was killing time and the time was killing me
I held my breath to get you out of my mind
But that way my heart spins pointlessly.
How could it, when it always beats for you, believe this?
How could these coincidences be explained away?
What makes me feel like this after all the time
Can't be just an ordinary wind blowing into my heart.
The time between yesterday and today
Seems to be longer than my life.
Nobody's got mail
People are dead from lack of people