I took a knife and a wheelchair
Cause I won't be back
home for a while
You said I'd want
to be a doctor
But I don't
and I need to know why
Oh my god
Just folded and
burnt like a parchment oh
Engraved like a star
on the pavement oh
I believe in the past
I believe in ghosts
In the songs I can write
In the problems solved

I started bleeding
in the desert
I've been shot in the
back the night before
I'll be lying on the rainway
I'll be saved when
the city awakes
Oh my god
Just folded and burnt
and like a parchment oh
Engraved like a star
on the pavement oh
I believe in the past
I believe in ghosts
In the songs I can write
In the problems solved
I just don't remember
what I say or do
And I almost forgot that
you were here too
What I say or do
What I say or do
Oh you were here too