Bedtime

Sitting on a platform stretching the legs
waiting for the subway home
talking to my ex who I haven't seen in years
rats on the track below

something tells me I'm kidding myself
i close my eyes but the light don't change
this could be a dream but what's the difference
i feel like shit about it anyway

does that make sense to you
to you?
because I always fall for this
and I always see the same way out
and everything is perfect
but what good does it do me?

and I'll be stunned if I wake up
stunned if I fall asleep
stunned if it turns out to be you
stunned if it ends up being me

am I holding your hand
or fondling my alarm clock?
I can never tell
I can never tell
because I always fall for this
and I always see the same way out
and everything is perfect
but what good does it do me?