Read the stop signs

I can't love nothing, make, kill

You wake up and it's not morning

I can't sleep, I loved you once

I loved so much

There's a shape on the horizon

As we're picked off one by one

Something's gone, something's over

Move your hand again

I can't watch you wash the floor

You live more than green

I hold your pain

So what?

There's a shape over the ocean

As we're picked off one by one

Summer's gone, summer's over

Somebody here's too smart

There's nothing that doesn't die

Why don't you do to my insight what you do to my insides?

Oh, brain

I, I, I'm in a deep hole

I, I, I have dug myself by being deep

So many people want to talk

That look in the mirror, see themselves

That look in the mirror, look at me

Look at me, they look at - me

Something's gone, something's over

Peter said "thanks for letting me hold you"

Calling me moonshine

And he said, "you let him call you that?"

This is your name

I'm lonely at night

Time on my hands

I feel sad in the day

Call me, call me, call me

Nobody knows, home or away

What I'm waiting for

Call me, call me, call me

Here I am, what a loser

Waiting for years to go by

Call me, call me, call me