What can we scrape together With just the flesh as evidence Handfuls of hate And the bittersweet ambivalence 'Cos I am pushin' cobwebs And I'm folding into myself Who will find me under this mean sleep ? How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain ? How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change ? I had a mean, mean sleep over you And it hurts, hurts coming back to life You could burn a thousand days And I would need no other light You could die a thousand ways And I'd still love you back to life But my needs rising angry And my loneliness like quicksand Who will find me under this mean sleep ? How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain ? How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change ? I had a mean, mean sleep over you And it hurts, hurts coming back to life I am lost to the longing I am moulded by the memory Had to shut down half my mind Just to still the space you left behind 'Cos I am pushin' cobwebs And I'm folding into myself Who will find me under this mean sleep How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain ? How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change ? I had a mean, mean sleep over you And it hurts, hurts coming back to life Coming back to life I had a mean sleep had a mean, mean sleep over you I had a mean sleep And it hurts, hurts coming back to life…