[00:21.000]Some nights I thirst for real blood
[00:24.000]For real knives, for real cries.
[00:30.000]And then the flash of steel from real guns
[00:34.000]In real life really fills my mind.
[00:40.000]I really miss what really did exist
[00:45.000]When I held your throat so tight.
[00:50.000]And I miss the bus as it swerved from us
[00:54.000]Almost came crashing to its side.
[00:59.000]Some nights the blood from real cuts
[01:02.000]Feels real nice when it's really mine.
[01:09.000]And if you want it to be real,
[01:10.000]Come over for one night,
[01:14.000]And we can really, really climb.
[01:19.000]Those blue bridge lights might really burn most bright
[01:24.000]While we watch that dark lake rise.
[01:28.000]And if you really want to see what really matters most to me,
[01:33.000]Just take a real short drive.
[02:13.000]It's just a drive into the dark stretch,
[02:17.000]Long stretch of night,
[02:19.000]Really stretch this shaking mind.
[02:23.000]And this room, unlit, unheated,
[02:26.500]And the ceiling striped,
[02:29.000]And the dark black blinds...
[02:31.000]I want to know this time if you're really finally mine
[02:34.500]I need to know that you're not lying,
[02:37.500]So I want to see you tried.
[02:42.000]And I don't want to hear you say
[02:44.000]It shouldn't really be this way,
[02:48.000]Because I like this way just fine.
[02:51.000]Cause there's nothing quite like
[02:54.000]The blinding light that curtains cast aside,
[03:00.000]And no attempt is made to explain away
[03:04.000]Things that really, really, really really really are behind.
[03:09.000]You can't hide.
[03:11.000]You can't hide.
[03:13.000]You can't hide.
[03:17.000]You can't hide...