Maybe if I don't move an inch
The pincers will go easy
Can't circulate or regulate the random bits and pieces
Is it over?
Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight
Downstairs the people turned out all the lights
Turned up the heat and locked the door
In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping
And I don't feel right
Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside
Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost
Maybe if I stay calm tonight
And try to light a candle
The glow inside would find it's way back out
And try to change you
I'm not done yet
Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight
Downstairs the people turned out all the lights
Turned up the heat and locked the door
In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping
And I don't feel right
Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside
Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost
Sucking on the last few bits of hope
I'm still here is all you need to know
Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight
Downstairs the people turned out all the lights
Turned up the heat and locked the door
In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping
And I don't feel right
Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside
Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost
The pincers will go easy
Can't circulate or regulate the random bits and pieces
Is it over?
Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight
Downstairs the people turned out all the lights
Turned up the heat and locked the door
In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping
And I don't feel right
Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside
Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost
Maybe if I stay calm tonight
And try to light a candle
The glow inside would find it's way back out
And try to change you
I'm not done yet
Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight
Downstairs the people turned out all the lights
Turned up the heat and locked the door
In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping
And I don't feel right
Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside
Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost
Sucking on the last few bits of hope
I'm still here is all you need to know
Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight
Downstairs the people turned out all the lights
Turned up the heat and locked the door
In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping
And I don't feel right
Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside
Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost