Did I hallucinate? I'm afraid I might be losing my mind I feel it escalate Nothing seems familiar anymore Before, I was as sharp as a cactus leaf Now I can't see the lamppost for the trees Did I hallucinate? I thought I saw you falling out of love with me
And I turn to stone hanging on to it
I'm like an Eskimo I've carved my whole life from ice (and I hate the snow) My blood runs colder every day If you stay, will you heat the water slowly til I turn to stone?
Til I turn to stone,
Hanging on to it