I had an awful wakeup dream   Where everything was just what it seemed   I had a nightmare soaked in light   Where everything was cracked from inside   I've seen the way I go in the end   I shut my eyes to begin   Little black cars stretched out in a line   All moving backwards in time      There's no connection   There's no emotion   Everybody pretends it's a beautiful thing      Killed by a memory   Tell me I won't ever be   Another number scratched to a wall   I'm just too dislocated      I fell, I fall, I'm falling still   Sleep speaks in pink little pills   One more chance to get it all wrong   That's all that you get from a radio song   I've told that story a thousand times   So I'm stealing yours to be mine      All those sad books   And worn out hooks    That hang a man up on the world      Killed by a memory   Tell me I won't ever be    Another picture tacked to a wall   I'm just too dislocated      Killed by a memory   Tell me I could never be    Another number scratched to a wall   I'm just too dislocated      I read those sad books   They inspired everything I thought I could hide      Killed by a memory   Just tell me I won't ever be   Another dead-end brick in a wall   'Cause I'm just too dislocated      Killed by a memory   Tell me that I'll never be    Another number scratched on a wall   I'm just so dislocated