How hard for the covers to be pulled from their slumbers,
but a ghost never gives up its sheet
Tell me, is it the same for the rattling chains or whatever you wear when you sleep?
You remember the time that I told you to take off your clothes?
You were naked as a window
But I'll take all that nothing over nothing at all
I'm just a hallway for ceilings and walls, babe
and emptiness all the way through
You know you're asking too much to be held and not touched,
but somehow that's just what you do
You remember the time that I told you to take off your clothes?
You were naked as a window