You can't be anything but honest   'Cause there's magic in your head   There's no forgiveness in the air   'Cause it's warmer in your bed      So what's it like to live inside   A world you'll never really share   What's it like to live inside   A world that doesn't really care      Lying awake in the dead of the night   Seeing my life and it's not looking bright   I'm freezing to death in the warmth of your arms   I'm wasting my charms      A man indeed who could not bleed   Except with ink and blood and bone   He couldn't find a way to speak   Of life and death he stood alone      His every waking moment cried   Enough to make him feel too much   He couldn't face the truth and lied   Recoiled from his lover's touch      Lying awake in the dead of the night   Seeing my life and it's not looking bright   I'm freezing to death in the warmth of your arms   I'm wasting my charms      It's my choice to save my life   It's my choice to throw the dice   It's my choice      Lying awake in the dead of the night   Seeing my life and it's not looking bright   I'm freezing to death in the warmth of your arms   I'm wasting my charms