can you make it real   Make it more than real   More than just feel   We are on a ride   We're on it all the time   to the front of your mind   My stepfather looks just like David Bowie   he hates David Bowie   I think Bowie's cool   I think Lodger rules   I think my stepdad's a fool      Without me there's nothing   I'm the only thing that dies   If it came down to your life or mine   I would do the stupid thing   And let you keep on living...   And let you keep on living...   And let you keep on living...   And let you keep on living      "I'm alright," said the man to his wife   Waking up to a head full of bed   Full of what she said   She hadn't thought of it for a while   And when she did   She thought of it differently   Than she thought she should be thinking   Just the thought of it's enough   To penetrate my comfort zone      Without me there's nothing   I'm the only thing that dies   If it came down to your life or mine   I would do the stupid thing   And let you keep on living...   And let you keep on living...   And let you keep on living...   And let you keep on living