as the light hits your body
the bells are starting to ring
they’re calling out for you
they’re calling out your name
as the last sip hits my lips
my head is starting to ache
I’m calling out for you
I’m calling out your name

am I sincere? is this for real?
am I lying? how should I feel?

heavy hearts, together or not
there’s a stone mausoleum
and a love to be buried
in every single chamber
and to keep it in order
all prisoners need a lock
just like all graves need a priest
and lord knows I need some peace

am I sincere? is this for real?
am I lying? how should I feel?

and anyway, we never knew
that the world could be so cruel
and anyway, who should care
if all I ever wanted
was to see you bare
silence…
and then a sinking feeling
a sudden tightness of the gut

am I sincere? is this for real?
am I lying? how should I feel?

I’ve felt true love in a bottle.
yeah, right