these telephone lines
they don't serve me anymore
only bringing me bad news
and my home town
only makes me want you more
when i have nothing else to do
we're driving so that i can see
which graveyard it will be
keep my cup full so i wont remember
the night you buried me alive
when i wake up
i feel restless as before
when you've stolen all my sleep
so you can grab your keys
but dont forget me
dont you dare for get me

you know its not too late
too endure these things
your failed attempts to move
me and what i bring...