Pocket

[Verse 1] I reach in my pockets while you were climbing rockets now Two dirty right-handed gloves I sleep by the bedside with a nasty dream in my eye I'd hate to wake you now [Verse 2] A pile of my pants is lying crumpled by the mattress It's pushing arms length now I reach in my pocket for the bed, tried not to rock it I'd hate to wake you now [Verse 3] Yeah, the pile of myself is lying crumpled by the mattress Just push it arms length away I saw you by the planet, did she mean to rock it? It's just to cover it up [Verse 4] Half asleep in the arms of you And I know the end is on us, bearing down Yeah, you are the one that I cannot own And I feel this as another way to die [Verse 5] Half alive in the arms of you And I know the end is on us, bearing down Yeah, you are the one that I cannot own And I feel this as a lonely way to die Yeah, to die, yeah, to die, yeah, you