And the night is as dead as stone,
at least to you and to you alone,
and the calls aren't received by your ear.

And they assemble in the same old haunts,
and lie disabled by their only thoughts,
of finding something new in here.

And I don't want to lose you tonight,
but I find it happening,
No I don't want to lose you to them.

Retract the statement that you made to her,
but you can't take away what it meant to infer,
theres a place we can both go to forget.

Lets poison our minds with one more cup,
but one more is never enough,
we can't rewind but we can sometimes reset.

And I don't want to lose you tonight,
but I find it happening,
No I don't want to lose you to them.

And the night is as dead as stone,
as dead as stone.