she says forget what you have to do 
pretend there is nothing 
outside this room 
and like an idea she came to me 
but she came too late 
or maybe too soon 
I said please try not to love me 
close your eyes, I'm turning on the light 
you know I have no vacancy 
and it's awfully cold outside tonight 
 
the rain stains the brick a darker red 
slowly I'm rolling out of her bed 
the rain stains the streets a darker black 
I dress my face in stone 
because I can't go back 
 
I feel her eyes watching me 
from behind the curtain of her hair 
and she says I'm sorry 
I didn't mean to stare 
I say I think I really have to go now 
but oh baby, maybe someday 
maybe somehow.