Rain falls of glass pane
It's 4 AM
You call to say:
This is the end
This is the end
Train to your doorstep
That's where I first saw him
And where he met his end
On a stretcher they pushed him
And the rain through the red siren
Lights up your face
I asked, 'Is that what's-his-name?'
But I really knew his name
Wine glass on concrete
Tee shirt to your knees
And it floats all over your skin
(And I could not see through her)
Like goosebumps over your skin
Stairs to your bedroom
Had a finger inside of you
On the wall
But that was the end
(And I could not see through her)
Never inside her again
And the rain through the red siren
Lights up your face
You told me about what's-his-name
And I admitted that I knew his name
Blood on the floor
Where he passed out
Blood on the fingers
In my mouth
I'm the third person in your scene
Always the first person in my dreams
Always the first person in my dreams
Always the first person in my dreams