what can we scrape together from our loveworn emotions handfuls of hate and a bittersweet devotion cause i am pushing cobwebs and i m floating into myself who will find me under this mean sleep how could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain how could the need deceive us into thinking things might change i had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life you could burn a thousand days and i would need no other light you could die a thousand ways and i d still love you back to life without a lover to wake me and my loneliness like quicksand who will find me under this mean sleep how could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain how could the need deceive us into thinking things might change i had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life i had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life coming back to life i am lost to the longing i am molded by the memory had to shut down half my mind just to fill the space you left behind cause i am moving cobwebs and i m folding into myself who will find me under this mean sleep oh oh how could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain how could the need deceive us into thinking things might things might change i had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life i had a mean sleep over you oh it hurts coming back to life how could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain how could the need deceive us into thinking things might things might change i had a mean sleep over you oh it hurts coming back to life hot mama with the high walk she got all the low boys lookin up her dress 