Birds sitting on the rooftops
Flying away
The air shivers from heat
Bodies glued to the streets
Words bouncing off the pavement
Don't make a sound
The day's breaking too late
I'm alive, that's okay
Trying to close the door
Nothing waiting for us two
Wanting to be adored
Life in a coma with you
Birds falling off the rooftops
Flickering on the screens
Doctor tells me to sleep
Is that a lightbulb or a blank head
Side of my bed?
Hit my head on the floor
I regret what I said
(I regret what I said)
Trying to close the door
Nothing waiting for us two
Wanting to be adored
Life in a coma with you