I'm coming straight through bright blue lights
In a gown to match
And I thought that this would be quick
I've been here for days, but you detached

And I can't think straight, I see the fear in your face
And I hope that you packed a bag
'Cause it's time to feel like we're not coming back

It shouldn't be so simple, but somehow it is

I hear footsteps down the corridor
Sounding like your heartbeat in a monitor
Where do we go next?
Does it say on the chart at the end of my bed?

I can't think straight, I see the fear in your face
I'm hoping you packed a bag
'Cause it's time to feel like we're not coming back

It shouldn't be so simple, but somehow it is
I [?] somewhere, and I fell for this

I'm coming straight through bright blue lights
In a gown to match
And I thought that this would be quick
I've been here for days, but you detached
And I can't think straight, I see the fear in your face
I'm hoping you packed a bag, 'cause we're not coming back