It was the skies

It was her scent and her life

You could watch me of fall down

I guess it′s been (I guess it's been)

A little while since I′ve slept

But I've dreamt you going down

Mistakes are made from the moment we met

Mistakes are made to last

Mistakes are met, but are never acquired

Pastiches, La mere, piss-takes are made

Outside, outside

I know you can be anyone you want

Outside, outside

I know you can be with anyone you'd want

You can be with anyone you′d want

You can be with anyone you′d want

We all wore black

And screamed out from your darkened shed

"These ladies aren't here to serve you"

Your silent moans (your silent moans)

"A sacrament without a toast"

We′ve all seen me going down to your ground

Stabs are made of turbulent lies

Stabs are made in pasts

Stabs are often as words forgotten

Your stabs are fate, stabs are made

Outside, outside

I know you can be anyone you want

Outside, outside

I know you can be with anyone you'd want

You can be with anyone you′d want

You can be with anyone you'd want

I′ve never meant it the way it came out

Ghosts of sleepless streets

The dead of night, the death of silence

This room, it hasn't been any quieter (each night takes flight)

I'd love for you to have loved me

Shipped are the sails of seas

The words of those, the dead, the silenced

This room it shouldn′t be any quieter

Outside, outside

I know you can be anyone you want

Outside, outside

I know you can be anyone you want

Outside, outside

I know you can be anyone you want

Outside, outside

I know you can be anyone you want

You can be with anyone you′d want

You can be with anyone you'd want

You can be with anyone you′d want

You can be with anyone you'd want