I know something about you.
You know something about me.
You'd squeeze the salt from my teardrops
Just to see how I'd feel.
It's plain, that what you say to me,
All you say to me, it's a lie.
And in truth, I see right through to you.
And it's such bad news, what I see…Is it ever…
I've heard something about you.
You've heard something about me.
We're both in this forever,
Until our breath becomes the breeze.
This pain shoots right through in me.
Brings me to my knees, gets me high.
But with you, you wade right through the trees.
A forest of disease, a sylvan pleasure…Is it ever…