Because you never meant it when you said that it's alright Because it wasn't really ever what I had in mind The damages are clear; he takes the pain, I take the fear Oh what's the devil but a good negotiator? Because I always meant it when I said it would go wrong Because I always thought my life would be a sad song The future's conveyed in all the core before it's played Oh what am I but a bad story teller? And when the nights are cold and strangea and all the birds are gone And all the oil's been spilt, and left us on this earth alone I think about the time you reassured me, you were mine Oh what is love but a frail little dreamcatcher?