Who did you really love In the basement getting fucked up Who cares now? We're moving out, selling the couch Split the money then I'll split town You can take the Christmas tree All I want is the joint you owe me and the bedsheets I want to sleep comfortably I've been having visions of you sleeping In them, I can't open the door to wake you up I'm just waiting in the space between us I've been having visions of us Now I'm going through the motions Same way same place that I did Remember back when You were one of them You could call it crawling back I would say I'm devotional to lust like that You're so emotional When I need skin on skin contact, oh I've been having visions of you sleeping In them, I can't open the door to wake you up I'm just waiting in the space between us I've been having visions of us I've been having visions of us Tell me was it my compersion No, it wasn't that Tell me then what's happening Could you at least ululate with words then And tell me all about Everything you said All about your visions