Hey, is it me you're looking for? I see you're getting old We were younger then but something came along I was occupied by someone that you know That you know I know You can't remember anything at all But still the song remains the same Now we are salt in a sugar bowl And every motion wears a name In the ever-changing chorus I will play out of tune In a chain of separate lives Strawberry suicide Hey, was it me or was it you? The story is getting old You were younger then but something made you cold You were occupied by someone that I know That I know you know You don't remember anything at all, do you? The song remains the same We're still salt in a sugar bowl And every motion wears a name In the ever-changing chorus I still play out of tune In a chain of separate lives I got something to tell you But I haven't found the words Strawberry suicide