She found it dead She found it dead again Reality's a drag The idea's worth a lot. All this grieving Must be good for me But it takes enough. Tired but present Where your hopes are skewed Walking in your bluffs. You are staying dry You're staying dry again This boat I built for two I'll sail it just for you. All this grieving Must be good for me But it takes enough, Tired but present Where your scopes are skewed Walking in your bluffs. Fraud is there Standing by your side Whatever helps you sleep On those quiet nights.