If they dropped the bomb

Would you love me then?

If I was wrong

Would it be okay?

Well I can see the holes in everyone

A change of season



If I found a way

To make amends

Would you say

That I was too late?

Well I can find the holes in anyone

A change of season

A change of season



I feel like I'm losing for money

I feel like I'm losing for free

I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be



I feel like we're drinking and driving

I feel like we're running into walls

I feel like swimming in your apathy

You know I'd love to be your conscience when it calls



If they made me crawl

Would you love me then?

If I was small

Would it be okay?

Well I can see the need in everyone

A change of season

A change of season



I feel like I'm losing for money

I feel like I'm losing for free

I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be



I feel like we're drinking and driving

I feel like we're running into walls

I feel like swimming in your apathy as a kind of parody

For miles and miles, miles



I feel like somebody's missing

I feel like somebody's missing

I think somebody's missing