This is a story and you are not in it, uh huh Flock of pages torn out Here is a bedroom that you've never been in and Here is your shovel, there's the ground Look, two lovers covered in covers, uh huh I can put us to bed tonight I am bruised but she is dressing my wounds Night nursing a broken man She was not the cure for cancer And all my questions still ask for answers But there is nothing like someone new And this girl, she was nothing like you After waking up post-operation I found I’ve come in a dream again All the pain, almost as painful as ever but Something in me was not the same At night during dreams of submission I could claw back my heart and soul As the size of the tumor diminishes Slowly fill that black hole She was not the cure for cancer And all my questions still ask for answers But there is nothing like someone new And this girl, she was nothing like you She was not the cure for cancer And all my questions still ask for answers But there is nothing like someone new And this girl, she was nothing like you There is nothing like someone new And this girl, she was nothing like you There is nothing like someone new And this girl, she was nothing like you, whoa