Lyrics

Something not many people know
When one door opens one gets closed
The less we do the less I mind
The more I’m getting left behind

Sometimes it feels like you’re beating me off of you
Sometimes it feels like you’re cleaning me off of you
Sometimes it feels like you’re weaning me off of you
I don’t know what to do without you
And every day feels like it’s just passing through

Silence is golden silence bliss
Except its voices that I miss
Two more houses, two more homes
Two times the chance of being alone

Is it kinder just to take away?
Or reduce exposure every day?
Decrease the dosage, cut in half
Lessen the shock, prevent relapse

Sometimes it feels like you’re beating me off of you
Sometimes it feels like you’re cleaning me off of you
Sometimes it feels like you’re weaning me off of you
I don’t know what to do without you
And every day feels like it’s just passing through