Lyrics
There's a version of me across the street They seem to know her better than me I watch her talk, I watch her laugh Hear my voice a half-second back Every scene tells the same white lie Someone confident's inside If you looked close through the skin and glass You'd see fingerprints that don't quite match There's a fire in me that forgot how to burn There's a stalling engine that refuses to turn I can see the smoke, I can feel the heat But the flames won't reach My hands or feet I try to wake whatever sleeps inside Silence answers me back every time I turn the key but nothing starts I'm left idling in the dark There's a version of me across the street They seem to know her better than me I watch her talk, I watch her laugh How strange do you think is that? Every scene reveals a truth The audience believes it more than I do