And I'm pained and I'm dead And I'm going to bed with wide open eyes again I'll up the anti by two Years And risk all I've got For another chance with you I can spend the whole night Staring at a screen Just so I can brag That I haven't cried myself To sleep In two whole years In two whole years I've been obsessing over empty words and dimes Dropping pounds for cigarettes and hoping your really mean it this time Amidst all the excitement I still find Time To sleep past noon So how much would you bet That if I stare At these words I can change their meaning These eyes don't see the sun like they used to (There's nothing left of this teenage heart) Dreams used to haunt me every night (Now I pray for nothing else) Carry me back home in your limp arms (Show me the youth that I've forgotten) Carry me back home in your limp arms (Two whole years) One whole year (Since I thought of you last) Two whole years (I guess we'll do this again) Three whole years (I'll take my chances) Four whole years (Since I felt your lips) I can't say that I've never fantasized about my own funeral and who would be there