Alone. Everybody's sleeping alone
I don't think that I can make it on my own
Pretty sure that I told you that but I'm probably wrong
Little heroin heart attacks inside a space man's tongue
"Got wrong". Simon sing to me, I'll sing along
Fell on [C7]tens of tiny fingers in a fong
Get a load of the ρhotograρh before it starts to [C7]erode
An immaculate moment that's set in sepia tone