You're talking in my sleep   I get home when you leave   Our love is overcome   by gathering smithereens   And it's forcing us to   take cover under porcelain shells   someday they might break in two   but until they do   We'll hover over thorns and pretend   there's nothing to talk through      You take it high, bring it low   I've heard your stories   a hundred thousand million times before   my teardrops daze your mouth   but you keep talking 'til your voice is sore      And it's forcing me to   take cover under porcelain shields   someday they might break in two   but until they do   You won't intend to ask how I feel   or try to see me through      When did I get out of your sight   slip through your selfish eyes   You think I've lost my charms   I'd say you've lost your mind      Yeah, it's forcing you to   take cover under porcelain shells   someday they might break in two   but until they do   I have nothing to offer accept   what's left of me and you