I could be wrong
We could wait til tomorrow
When the money's spent

There's nothing left of me.

You're carried off by a

Weight that just follows
All the others that we've tried
But did not feel...


And i said:


You were wrong
Its not the cello
This was just a fantasy


Wake me up whence I'm so tired of
Troubled sleep


Drag me along
There's a way that I'll follow

When we're better off pretending to be friends.
It's good to know that
That's that all we can offer

Lower your expectations of me...

And i said:


You were wrong
Its not the cello

This was just a fantasy

Wake me up whence I'm so tired of

Troubled sleep

Our time has come

We've got lead on so long
I can't hold on.


We are so young
We've already spent so much
Our plan hold on.