Do you really even know me?
Or was it just a dream,
a song that you and I would sing.
We don't know the words and we have no right.

The chance my beating heart will expire
strung out on two television wires,
just settle down and wait your turn.

In spite of this, we're all too blame.
You're kerosene, I'm an open flame.
The darkness sits in our glittering skies
while distant years go passing by.

In spite of this...

The words come out in harmony
but never solve the mystery.
No one can say these things to me.

The chance my beating heart will expire
is stronger than all these gifts combined
and will declare its victory.

In spite of this, we're all too blame.
You're kerosene, I'm an open flame.
The darkness sits in our glittering skies
while distant years go passing by.

Cause ghosts don't scream
through white sheets or softly pass.
Ghosts, like me,
are shadows from old photographs.

Promise to always dream of you alone.

Sad reminders of the way we were, when we younger,
but now all that's gone.

Sad reminders of the way we were, when we younger,
but now all that's gone.

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