If they dropped the bomb
Would you love me then?
If I was wrong
Would it be okay?
Well I can see the holes in everyone
A change of season

If I found a way
To make amends
Would you say
That I was too late?
Well I can find the holes in anyone
A change of season
A change of season

I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be

I feel like we're drinking and driving
I feel like we're running into walls
I feel like swimming in your apathy
You know I'd love to be your conscience when it calls

If they made me crawl
Would you love me then?
If I was small
Would it be okay?
Well I can see the need in everyone
A change of season
A change of season

I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be

I feel like we're drinking and driving
I feel like we're running into walls
I feel like swimming in your apathy as a kind of parody
For miles and miles, miles

I feel like somebody's missing
I feel like somebody's missing
I think somebody's missing