So I'll just (steal/feed/eat?) the moon With nothing more than a crooked spoon It's possible, we all messed up too soon X1 You'll keep a close eye On the ever passing time Fake a left turn torwards the air A brickwall through the bend Things you don't care to know A burst of colour, an open window Sharp pain, a smiling face You're nothing more than emtpy space So I'll just (steal/feed/eat?) the moon With nothing more than a crooked spoon It's possible, we all messed up too soon X1 The next time I arrive I hope I feel more alive A lack of worries, a lack of drive It's all spun around in my mind Is this wrong, is this right? I won't know until next time I guess I'll just live my life As another body in line So I'll just (steal/feed/eat?) the moon With nothing more than a crooked spoon It's possible, we all messed up too soon X1 I am just a girl / I am just a boy My hair is long / My hair is long My eyes are green / My eyes are blue I still feel pain / And I still feel pain I didn't cry last night X2 But I am dead inside, dead inside