Quit hiding that you're trying to get close to me i believe it's the one thing you said without smiling it's dubious or it's cruel i'm losing my homemade cool are you fueling the loose ends? are you cooling your jets? you hide in my bed and i'm hiding in my bed i can't face the cold, grey cold you can't play nursemaid and be the crazy patient hey, you know nobody's chasing us this is the honest sound of coming down press your lips against the cool glass of my face bear down on the lost art of having skin one false move came too late to save your favorite place from the silent sin are you needling me for not knowing the date? can you see me better for all this finger-tracing? at least we have blankets in our cage the last time you remembered to put out your fire you said: hey!