| She’s barely breathing | |
| I’m wading through puddles on the floor | |
| We’re all moving backwards | |
| Even dead men float | |
| Another call for actors | |
| This time it’s all she wrote | |
| Take away these thoughts | |
| Take away the fog | |
| My head is swimming | |
| Can’t get myself back through the door | |
| How’d we get so empty? | |
| Who took it out of you? | |
| Everyday repeated | |
| There’s nothing left to do | |
| Take away these thoughts | |
| Take away the fog | |
| Acetate | |
| Take away my dreams | |
| Take my everything | |
| I want you to take it away |
| She' s barely breathing | |
| I' m wading through puddles on the floor | |
| We' re all moving backwards | |
| Even dead men float | |
| Another call for actors | |
| This time it' s all she wrote | |
| Take away these thoughts | |
| Take away the fog | |
| My head is swimming | |
| Can' t get myself back through the door | |
| How' d we get so empty? | |
| Who took it out of you? | |
| Everyday repeated | |
| There' s nothing left to do | |
| Take away these thoughts | |
| Take away the fog | |
| Acetate | |
| Take away my dreams | |
| Take my everything | |
| I want you to take it away |
| She' s barely breathing | |
| I' m wading through puddles on the floor | |
| We' re all moving backwards | |
| Even dead men float | |
| Another call for actors | |
| This time it' s all she wrote | |
| Take away these thoughts | |
| Take away the fog | |
| My head is swimming | |
| Can' t get myself back through the door | |
| How' d we get so empty? | |
| Who took it out of you? | |
| Everyday repeated | |
| There' s nothing left to do | |
| Take away these thoughts | |
| Take away the fog | |
| Acetate | |
| Take away my dreams | |
| Take my everything | |
| I want you to take it away |