[Chorus 1]
Though you saw it coming, it was not your fault
Oh, in the morning I gave you what you want
No, you couldn't hold it in your long hands
Oh, you should have told me this was limitless

[Verse 1]
There's a certain kind of lonely where you sleep in your jeans
And I know that kind
You can tell me that you know me when you know what that means
And that you don't mind

[Refrain]
Special kind of dreaming when you sleep with the television on
And with the lights on
And with your clothes on
And with your shoes on

[Chorus 1]
Though you saw it coming, it was not your fault
Oh, in the morning I gave you what you want
No, you couldn't hold it in your long hands
Oh, you should have told me this was limitless

[Verse 2]
There's a certain sort of lonely where you sleep in your jeans
And I know that sort
You can tell me that you know me when you know what that means
And it's what you want