in my head

I remember long ago
when all the voices felt so low
and I was left all alone

then they started to call
out my name, out the wall
all the names that I've known

in my head,
in my heart,
and in my soul,
I'm with them,
they're with me
and make me whole

for once in my life,
I'm in love,
I'm in love with a knife

so bring it back to me,
dear wife,
dear wife cut me free

at least in my dreams

don't you understand,
how the story will end?
it starts soft like this
and eventually turns to bliss

but can you really care
for something that's fair?
and can you even whisper
you're happy, not bitter?

all I want from this
is to run away with you,
but you don't even know
what a single kiss could do

all my friends are gone
and I'm really thrilled to tell
that at least in my dreams,
they are all burning in hell