There's a smiling cat at my window
And I know it's not yours, but it should be
There's a glittering sky above my big bed
And it's empty, above me, around me

There's something missing from here
You can tell
There's something missing from me
I can tell
There's something wrong with this picture
This joke is getting so old

The laughter rocks my mind, send me sailing and rolling
But I can't remember why
The weapon is sheathed, and the blood is not mine
Yeah, well, why am I hurt?

There's something missing from you
And it's me
There's something ringing in my ear
The buzzing of the lies we all told
And I feel brand new, but I'm cracking apart
My limbs are falling off and it's good

The age of my eyes is another of my lies
Because I'm so young, so virgin, so pure
The scorpion in my spine writhes with delight
That you're not here to take it away

But it's all been done before
And I'm not laughing
This joke you always play has been done to death
It's not my death, though, I don't think

And I sail away, into your arms again
And wait for it all start again