Windows - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Turn your eyes from the window so you won’t see this world

The walls are closing inward, there’s nowhere left to turn

You want it, you need it, the words slip away

Your crying your eyes out, your mind wants to break

Your heart is your weakness, your song plays endlessly

Wonder how you sleep

All your houses crumble

Shadows begin to howl

Spiders on the rooftops

The trapdoor’s in ourselves

You want it, you need it, the words slip away

Your crying your eyes out, your mind wants to break

Your heart is your weakness, your song plays endlessly

Wonder how you sleep, it’s a wonder to me

So how’s it going to feel

When you don’t know what’s real

You tell yourself it’s love, then tear your insides up

So how’s it going to feel

When you don’t know what’s real

You tell yourself it’s love, then tear yourself apart

Senses all been fractured

The traitor’s in your sights

The hours spinning backwards

There’s nowhere left to hide

You want it, you need it, the words slip away

Your crying your eyes out, your mind wants to break

Your heart is your weakness, your song plays endlessly

Wonder how you sleep, it’s a wonder to me

So how’s it going to feel

When you don’t know what’s real

You tell yourself it’s love, then tear your insides up

So how’s it going to feel

When you don’t know what’s real

You tell yourself it’s love, then tear yourself apart

How many people must learn

How many roads must you turn

There’s something hiding below

How many tears must you cry

How many buried inside

Until you finally let go

How many years must you fight

How many stories survive

Until the tables will turn

How many days must you brave

How many years must you pay

There’s nothing left to let go