What comfort, to find out you're losing your mind When you re-realize that it's not the first time Burnt the beyond, when you learned how to fly Just to learn later on that there isn't a sky There aren't any clouds, and there aren't any trees There aren't any birds And there's no cinder caught in my eye ♪ Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide it Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide it ♪ What comfort, to find out you're losing your mind When you re-realize that it's not the first time Burnt the beyond, when you learned how to fly Just to learn later on that there isn't a sky There aren't any clouds, and there aren't any trees And there aren't any birds And there's no cinder caught in my eye ♪ Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide it ♪ Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide it Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide it Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide - Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it I just can't decide, if I should lie Or tell the truth and try to hide -