Tuesday came and I feigned happy   I?m so lonely here   This thing between my lungs is making me so tired   It?s bleeding me      You know me and how I hate this   We?ve said enough for now   Although it?s been three hours   We haven?t spoke at all      Oh, inside this empty cabinet   Nothing shines in here      On the edge of night   We look down on our streets and houses   You felt sick, so I drove back      And if we go back to stars   We won?t need any money   We won?t need these poor hearts      This crowd incites my riots   I?ll try to calm them down   Criminals compound my weakness   I?m barely hanging on      They?re bleeding me   Oh, why can?t I feel it?   Nothing hurts down here      On the edge of night   We look down on our streets and houses   You felt sick so I drove back      And if we go back to stars   We won?t need any money   We won?t need these poor hearts      On the edge of night   We look down on our streets and houses   You felt sick so I drove back      And if we go back to stars   We won?t need any money   We won?t need these poor hearts