lights out and my seat back as far as it will go 

casting shadows like statues 
i'm right outside your window
theres no such thing as second chances 
theres no such thing don't bother to explain 

you're so beautiful did you hear a word i said 
you're so beautiful i guess this is what i get 

we [bad word] and believe so easily in words they speak
we seek security in one another but theres no way to cover this 
and these tragic nights and afternoons wreak disaster 
and i can still feel you as if you were in the room
where did our story end where did it start 
i buried you along with my heart 

entertain me and tell me "it didn't mean anything"
it's vengous worth my tolerance and i could be careless
but i promise you'll feel everything i know
did you hear a word i said? i know. 
i guess this is what i get.