It's a back-to-what-we-know, getting-loaded night We can taste it in the air and each other's eyes And I can sing about it with an open mind We can laugh about it With our backs against the wall, getting loaded might Open up a can of worms and my crow is tired He's an early riser, needs an early night He's on autopilot He says, "You read about it in your book of lies... ...I sincerely doubt it". So you can surrender it all if you like Or you can remember it all if you like There are times I can't recall what it was like But I rarely forget I wanted to get in your head I wanted to make sense of all the codshit you have said I'm comfortable lying here prone I'm just going to lurk till it's my turn to get you alone All alone So you can surrender it all if you like Or you can remember it all if you like I confess there are times when I can't even recall what you look like I wanted to empty my head I wanted to make sense of all the bullshit I have read I let all my demons run free I sent them to tell you that I'm sat here Waiting, holding the key And it's your turn to come to me Come to me.