Because you never meant it when you said that it's alright
Because it wasn't really ever what I had in mind
The damages are clear; he takes the pain, I take the fear
Oh what's the devil but a good negotiator?

Because I always meant it when I said it would go wrong
Because I always thought my life would be a sad song
The future's conveyed in all the core before it's played
Oh what am I but a bad story teller?

And when the nights are cold and strangea and all the birds are gone
And all the oil's been spilt, and left us on this earth alone
I think about the time you reassured me, you were mine
Oh what is love but a frail little dreamcatcher?