I built a bunker

In the back of my mind

The walls were a dream

The roof was lucite

There was art in the halls

That was never ours

The scaffolds fell

The comet fired

Does it all come closer

Or just the sound?

I'm sick of poets

And being profound

You bathe in the sweat

Your mouth like a straw

You're calloused but soft

You chase every flaw

You were mine

You were mine

You were mine

You were never mine

You were mine, oh (do you ever think of me now and then?)

You were mine, whoa (do you ever fall into pieces?)

You were mine, oh (do you ever think of me now and then?)

You were never mine (don't avoid the question)

I miss the future

Like a face I forgot

Like worms miss the earth

In the bottom of a pot

Yeah, I miss the future

Its mirrors in smoke

Its mirrors and more mirrors

And you're in on the joke

Does it all come closer

Or just the sound?

I'm sick of poets

And being profound (yeah)

You bathe in the sweat

Your mouth like a straw

You're calloused but soft

You chase every flaw

You were mine, oh

You were mine, oh

You were mine, oh

You were never mine

(You were mine) do you ever think of me now and then?

Do you ever fall into pieces? (You were never mine)

Do you ever think of me now and then? (You were never mine)

Don't avoid the question

(You were mine, oh) do you ever think of me now and then?

(You were mine, oh) do you ever fall into pieces?

(You were mine) do you ever think of me now and then?

(You were never mine) don't avoid the question

Uh, uh, uh, ooh-uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

(Does it all come closer?)