When you’re in my bed
And I think of anything else instead
Would you mind if I do
A shift in my head
To find the memory to slip from there
And let me melt into
Greenhouse, Greenhouse
How could we be so dreamy
Greenhouse, Greenhouse
We were there too lazy

Worship me, despise me
Is this my destiny?
Or just the way I fucked up my life?
Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?

So bitterly.
Of course I have
My nightmare’s come true.

Worship me, despise me
Is this my destiny?
Or just the way I fucked up my life?
Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?

So bitterly.
Of course I have
My nightmare’s come true.

Dead souls coming in from a long lost future.
Dead souls wandering through the ages back and forth.