Window — Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Turn your eyes from the window So you won't see this world The walls are closing inward There's nowhere left to turn

You want it, you need it, the words slip away Your crying your eyes out, your mind wants to break Your heart is your weakness, your song plays endlessly Wonder how you sleep

All your houses crumble Shadows begin to howl Spiders on the rooftops The trapdoor's in ourselves

You want it, you need it, the words slip away Your crying your eyes out, your mind wants to break Your heart is your weakness, your song plays endlessly Wonder how you sleep It's a wonder to me

So how's it going to feel When you don't know what's real You tell yourself it's love Then tear your insides up So how's it going to feel When you don't know what's real You tell yourself it's love Then tear yourself apart

Senses all been fractured The traitor's in your sights The hours spinning backwards There's nowhere left to hide

You want it, you need it, the words slip away Your crying your eyes out, your mind wants to break Your heart is your weakness, your song plays endlessly Wonder how you sleep It's a wonder to me

So how's it going to feel When you don't know what's real You tell yourself it's love Then tear your insides up So how's it going to feel When you don't know what's real You tell yourself it's love Then tear yourself apart

How many people must learn How many roads must you turn There's something hiding below

How many tears must you cry How many buried inside Until you finally let go

How many years must you fight How many stories survive Until the tables will turn

How many days must you brave How many years must you pay There's nothing left to let go