Abandoned ship, Thursday night The crickets wings make it fly But bedroom walls keep secrets from me. Go back to days when novacaine Was just a drug to numb the pain When you'd see me and i'd see through you Well don't you want to Find a way to make things better? Well don't you want to Find a heart to piece together? Life support, just skips a beat The irony stalls your trembling But hospitals are just too damn cold. Go back to nights when company Was no different than lonely dreams When you'd see lies and i'd see secrets