Blue October — Blue Sunshine

I see your heart beat through the bedsheets I feel your pulse against the floor I sleep the sadness that no one else sleeps Feel me cunningly adore As the tick-tock clock lies Goldilocks What a sick, enchanted view Of the white blot sin that we all began Not the girl that I once knew Blue Sunshine, I've got no vacancies At the top of the clock was Jesus, spying on me I spoke of friends, point me which direction I tried a bribe of when I die but swore he never mentioned I kicked and screamed It's simple, you must sing The day I take you, you'll be sleeping You won't feel a thing A thing