a backwards glance in a borrowed dress the taste of something imprecise what's the story there? what'd you wanna come here for? what did you think you'd find? what do you think you'll find without me?
calling from far away and you, fumbling for what to say but you know, you will never be so free if you wanna know the truth about you
the smallest hands can still wring necks some things i never will get straight what's the story there? what'd you want to come here for? what did you think you'd find? what do you think that you'll find without me?
always unhappy, always dark always the last one to the start and how you made it look so easy i just wanna know the truth about you
and how you made it look so easy
and what did you want from me? you cannot remember what did you hope you'd see? could it have been better? what did you think about when you thought about me? i will never know the truth about you