There's blood in the streets, parades and fireworks
It's a giant celebration, a party for my downfall
I've had a few too many drinks
and my ears are missing your phone calls

My ghosts and demons are not your burden to bare
But every night you lay there
next to me in the bed
like a corpse in the sheets
while visions dance through my head

I just want to know if this is us
for the rest of our lives
We could kill this thing for good
or we could keep it alive

One more empty kiss on my lips
if this is really the end
but if this isn't, baby, oh I wouldn't mind
if you fell for me again

Have you lost yourself
to something other than myself?
Am I a book you've read too many times
collecting dust on the shelf?

We might be impossible to hold tight
like many other things in life
But I'll keep gripping onto us
until my hands bleed themselves dry

I wish I could turn water into wine, tears into whiskey
I hope that someday, I can call you best friend
Because in these dark, dark times, you're not my lover anymore
but, oh baby, I wouldn't mind, if you fell for me again