I used to have a window and a golden light
By day I'd see you in, it was a mirror at night
All dedicated to the white road we've been out on
Well there it is again, that rusted knife
Hiding in your teeth, just out of sight
So hard to hold you in doubt, but what can I do?
No it doesn't get easier, the longer you go
It only gets old but I know, I know
You can't make your mind up, all day you go spinning in place
And it always ends the same
I wonder when it was that we both lost our heads
Were we lying in a knot in our daytime bed?
Or underwater, eyes closed. Well wouldn't you know?
You can't make your mind up, all day you go spinning in place
And it always ends the same
And no it doesn't get easier, the longer you go
It only gets old but I know, I know
You can't make your mind up, all day you go spinning in place
And it always ends the same