Somewhere behind your inner eye you're old I'll never dream of being cold again I think the irony is lost on me And honestly my past selves would agree It'd feel like shit to understand so I won't I had the moment in my hand but I choked I could see it coming and turned my head I'll never look you in the eye again Do you know where I've been Do you know where I've been Do you know where I've been Cuz I don't She'll be waiting at the end With my fingers at her feet If I could hear you speak again I wouldn't sleep I wouldn't sleep I wouldn't sleep Sleep