Well I swear that to God We've been down this road before The guilt's no good And it only shames us more And the truths that we all try to hide Are so much clearer when it's not our lives And we don't face the blame Won't it burn? Is it not with us all? Now my body's on the floor And I am calling, well I'm calling out to you Can you hear me now? Well it's not a rebellion when you're settling down To an out of fashion salesman Our promising lives are full of empty promises Sensations falling and calling you home again Well I'm sorry if we've let you down Won't it burn? Is it not with us all? Now my body's on the floor And I am calling, well I'm calling out to you Can you hear me now? Now my body's on the floor And I am calling, well I'm calling out to you Can you feel me now? What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? Now my body's on the floor And I am calling, well I'm calling out to you Now my body's on the floor And I am calling Now my body's on the floor And I am calling Now my body's on the floor And I am calling, well I'm calling out to you