Losing of It's a week I left It's no since I left
I'm losing in We're both grasping for words: are your words?
Gone all that came before, still (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I seen you more, I know (How! You! Comfort! Me!) Gone all the chances (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I'm low, I'm getting worn out (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
Erased! Erased! go!
I wanna know if we were like I know if it's how we'll die Thirty years and questions But now, you reply... I what this has done
You see, this man me how to be tender I'm so glad still a part of you I ask for more I shouldn't the past, but There's so I wanna show you, too (There's no chance, now)
Gone like all that came before, (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I should've seen you more, I (How! You! Comfort! Me!) Gone all the chances (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I'm feeling low, I'm getting out (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
I wanna know if we like that I wanna know if how we'll die Thirty years and thirty But now you reply... I hate this has done
If the last we said Could be the thing we do I know it me I it comforts you
long gone away You've long the truth If that's for me to say It be awful for you
Maybe not got it you're lucid, or Playing in my behalf: You've bad jokes on me before
I've not got it I indifference, so I Hold you tight, one last time; I held you tight before
I wish I held you before
Oh, we live so far I want to you I it's the last thing I say I hope the last thing I do
Oh, one day forget That always love you It's still the last I'll say I know it's the thing I do
So stay Stay Yeah, stay