Muse Accuser Lyrics

we lose these brilliant jewels
i bet i find you one
in overcrowded rooms
i bet i find you one
these things they say dont seem to ring a bell.
but i can tell you that its few things even do these days.
i've been stuttering trying to describe
what i am with no memories of you.

i've got no memories of you.

what kind of ending is this?
is it where we drill and punch these holes through our lives?
do we shake hands or throw fits?
baby, i don't feel so good.
we're desperate and running out of all time.

we lose these brilliant jewels
i bet i find you one
in overcrowded rooms
i bet i find you one
i've been underneath these lights
for so long that i hardly notice
when they go dim. i'm fearful of the quiet
and what i am with no memories of you.

what kind of ending is this?
is it where we drill and punch these holes through our lives?
do we shake hands or throw fits?
baby, i don't feel so good.
we're desperate and running out of all time.
the muse accuser is wrong.
he's traded it all for a song
and i'll just keep on.
(x2)

and if these frozen hands were thawed,
could you find a way to use them at all?
and if these calloused hands were soft,
could you find a way to use them at all?

i've got no memories of you.
the accuser is wrong