It's hard to combine,
when your heart and your mind don't fit.
And I talk to myself,
like there's noboby dead, it's sad.

But I don't understand,
why this feeling's, in command at all.
I just stand by the door,
waiting for the air to explode.

The boy in the room,
says it's time to vacate I'm cold.
You are beautiful when you sleep,
and I'm conscious to my thoughts, I know.

And I want you to know,
that I do love you so, except!
That the lines and the stars,
are reflected at the cars, oh well.

But I don't understand,
why this feeling's, in command at all.
I just stand by the door,
waiting for the air to explode.... explode.

The boy in the room,
says it's time to vacate I'm cold.
You are beautiful when you sleep,
and I'm conscious to my thoughts, I know.