It's getting pretty late
And I've got sleep to chase
I wonder if I'm in your good graces today
I'm television blue
In the window to your room
You'd think I might have better
Things that I could do

I'm sleeping in the same clothes
Falling into black holes
Watching you
I'm moving right behind
While every single night I crawl to you
I keep chasing the same ghosts
These sheets are full of black holes
Watching you
I'm moving right behind
While every single night I crawl to you

You don't know the half
You don't know the truth
And you don't know the things that
You're putting me through'
You rarely ever kiss
But I love it when you tell
Me everything you want of me
In sickness and health

I'm sleeping in the same clothes
Falling into black holes
Watching you
I'm moving right behind
While every single night I crawl to you
I keep chasing the same ghosts
These sheets are full of black holes
Watching you
I'm moving right behind
While every single night I fall for you

Every night I sleep walk
Every sleep I night crawl
Every time I feel the fire burning
Underneath my eyes

It's getting pretty late
And I've got sleep to chase
I wonder if I'm in your good graces today

I'm sleeping in the same clothes
Falling into black holes
Watching you
I'm moving right behind
While every single night I crawl to you
I keep chasing the same ghosts
These sheets are full of black holes
Watching you
I'm moving right behind
While every single night I fall for you

Every night I sleep walk
Every sleep I night crawl
Every time I feel the fire burning
Underneath my eyes