Am I dead to you yet? As if asking makes any sense I'm taking pictures just to prove that I exist And I wonder if it's on your mind Just as often as it is on mine I'm shaking hands with square one
And now, I'm right back where I started from
My skin and these bones Within in this bed know all too well They can't be alone So the currents of these sheets need little effort to drown me I'm sinking quicker than I thought
O, I've been betrayed by my own body And now I'm right back where I started from
