Bankrupt in bed let's not call this love
While waving a flag that's white as a dove
We'd lay and not speak
We'd cry and not weep
I'm wide awake
And have honestly seen our mistake
With the changing of minds
A new tune must be sung
While choking on old air
That's up in our lungs
We'd lay and not speak
We'd cry and not weep
And now we're hollering
Murder from the streets?
Sleep fragile doll
It don't look like you're mine at all
We had walked before we'd crawled
And ran straight into a wall
And now we're hollering
Murder from the streets?
I'm wide awake and have honestly seen
By dream and by sign
Two people just run out of time