- So this is, huh, that's David and Charley, this is Ben, and huh, this is Dan, this is Matt.
Well, I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand
Did it make it any easier to just leave me where I stand?
I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now
Where'd you come from, where am I going, why'd you leave us 'til we're only good for
Waiting for you
All my sins, yeah
Said that I would pay for them if I could
Come back to you
All my innocence
Is just wasted on the dead and dreaming
Every night, these silhouettes appear above my head
Some little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper
Every time I fall asleep, every time I dream
Did you come, would you lie, why'd you leave me 'til I'm only good for
Waiting for you
All my sins, yeah
I said that I would pay for them if I could
Come back to you
All my innocence
Is just wasted on the dead and dreaming
And I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed
Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book
And suck my blood, break my nerve, offer me their arms
Well, I will not be an enemy of anything, I'll only stand here
Waiting for you
All my sins, yeah
I said that I would pay for them if I could
Come back to you
All my innocence
Is just wasted on the dead and dreaming
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
Oooooh
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone