I built a bunker in the back of my mind
The walls were a dream
The roof was lucite
There was art in the halls that was never ours
The scaffolds fell
The comet fired
Does it all come closer or just the sound?
I'm sick of poets and being profound
You bathe in the sweat
Your mouth like a straw
You're calloused but soft
You trace every flaw
You were mine
You were mine
You were mine
You were never mine
You were mine (Do you ever think of me now and then?)
You were mine (Do you ever fall into pieces?)
You were mine
Do you ever think of me now and then? (You were never mine)
Don't avoid the question
I miss the future like a face I forgot
Like worms miss the earth in the bottom of a pot
Yeah, I miss the future
It's mirrors and smoke
It's mirrors and more mirrors
And you're in on the joke
Does it all come closer or just the sound?
I'm sick of poets being profound
You bathe in the sweat
Your mouth like a straw
You're callous but soft
You trace every flaw
You were mine, oh
You were mine, oh
You were mine, oh
You were never mine
You were mine (Do you ever think of me now and then?)
Do you ever fall into pieces?
You were never mine (Do you ever think of me now and then?)
You were never mine (Don't avoid the question)
You were mine (Do you ever think of me now and then?)
You were mine (Do you ever fall into pieces?)
You were mine (Do you ever think of me now and then?)
You were never mine (Don't avoid the question)