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