Undreaming

We [?] over our fingertips
I [?]
We speak the language of lovers

We fall apart at the sight of each other
We don’t know how to get along

We don’t [?]
We’ve set the stage
[?]

We have skeletons in our closets
We’ve got [?] on our hands
Change the truth
Until it fits you

Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you

We’ve got skeletons in our closets
We’ve got [?] on our hands
Changе the tune
Until it fits you

Change thе truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits you
Change the truth
Until it fits