Pocket

[Verse 1]
I reach in my pockets while you were climbing rockets now
Two dirty right-handed gloves
I sleep by the bedside with a nasty dream in my eye
I'd hate to wake you now

[Verse 2]
A pile of my pants is lying crumpled by the mattress
It's pushing arms length now
I reach in my pocket for the bed, tried not to rock it
I'd hate to wake you now

[Verse 3]
Yeah, the pile of myself is lying crumpled by the mattress
Just push it arms length away
I saw you by the planet, did she mean to rock it?
It's just to cover it up

[Verse 4]
Half asleep in the arms of you
And I know the end is on us, bearing down
Yeah, you are the one that I cannot own
And I feel this as another way to die

[Verse 5]
Half alive in the arms of you
And I know the end is on us, bearing down
Yeah, you are the one that I cannot own
And I feel this as a lonely way to die
Yeah, to die, yeah, to die, yeah, you