Are you tired? You seem tired/don’t misunderstand me, you wear it well. Losing sleep from all that shouting/Please take my arms as your hotel. Are you fading? I’ve been fading/since you got here, ‘round half past 4. Are you sleeping? Are You sleeping? / I’ll guard your body, I’ll watch the door. Chorus-We are not children/ we are not children/we know things end badly, we know things end bad. There is no future/there is no resolution/until there is, baby, I’m your man. In my bedroom, stands a bookshelf/ for all the books I’ll never read. Hangs above it, an empty frame/waiting for a picture of you and me. I’ll be wearing black bars on badges/you’ll wear a gown of dagger print. Our eyes our close and we’re kissing/the knives without, the knives within.