Pink Sheets

And it's not like I wanna lie to you
No, it's not like I wanna lie to you
'Cause you have never lied to me

So I'll set four words back into my mouth
They exist on me when they get out
But then you drank and I drank, too

And you forget your broken heart in a black room
And it spins when the light gets through my curtains
'Cause they're just pink sheets

And then you lean your glass in for a toast
To all those things that aren't physiological
But lift your body in the sky

And then I close my eyes tight;
Three weeks ago, this would have been alright.
But then I close my eyes tight;
Those movements couldn't have been mine.

So why don't you get back into my veins?
'Cause oxygen wasn't what I was breathing
When I finally said it to you

But we're just made up of elements,
So how can you be sure about this?
When we're just made up of elements,
How can you be sure about this?