Lost power in the apartment And let yourself out Bible black matching the darkness From your neck down Well-equipped for adjusted eyes But dire come daylight A waste of your best disguise On morning's eyesight Killed the lights in your apartment Day in, day out Sank deep into the carpet Where you've lost count Losing thread over countless years Inconsistent Aging in angel years Ultra silent But you There's always something to prove There's always somewhere to be You're not the type to sound so rude That'll never be you Just a bridge before the tunnel You cross before blacking out With folded arms all of her structure To carry words that travel from your mouth There's always somewhere to move There's always something to be That somewhere's on the floor Beside the weight of your keys I could say I'd spend the night But I promise I'd be lying On your queen-sized set of standards Of my single set of sights Lost power in the apartment Day in, day out Lost power in the apartment Day in, day out Lost power in the apartment Day in, day out Lost power in the apartment Day in, day out