I was [bad word] undone
Being a burden and being a son
I was afraid of the look in your eye
The tear on your face and the desolate nights

Cos when you’re afraid of everything
Everything is the stuff of nightmares
Nightmares

If I die tomorrow
Would you be upset
And would you be the one [bad word] to get me
Fallen by the wayside
In an ever changing world
Just tell me it’s alright

If you can reason, if you can stand
To put everything in the palm of my hand
I will protect you, I will defend
So it never gets you ever again

Cos when you’re afraid of everything
Everything is the stuff of nightmares
Nightmares

If I die tomorrow
Would you be upset
And would you be the one [bad word] to get me
Fallen by the wayside
In an ever changing world
Just tell me it’s alright

Maybe I was dreaming
Maybe I was wrong
Maybe I was right
Cos all I can imagine
Just like all our dreams
They’re already gone

Nightmares
Nightmares