Living a charmed existence Can't say how I found my way out Of your bedroom, turn the lights down low Floating, I'll find my way home Reminded me of nightmares that I swear I've had before When I wake up I won't recognize myself anymore And if I see how it happened I'll probably let you know That the golden glow of the traffic lights on Friday nights Is what wears me out Squeezed in the empty space Between your fingertips I guess you found a place to stay That's more than I can say for myself A slight of hand out of spite It's just not what I thought getting high with you would feel like It's just not that exciting When you're still feeling slighted But to your defense I can't hold it in No, when I can't hang it's like you're throwing out your back again And it's not that exciting When you're still feeling slighted Squeezed in your brand new empty space On the corner of Crooks and 13 Squeezed in the empty space Between your fingertips I guess you found a place to stay That's more than I can say for myself