Eyes and ears
The trouble they cause
They see and hear
Everything, without a pause
And lips, and fingers, and breath
All things that feel
Make me feel the pain today
No matter how many times I say
Tomorrow.
No matter how many times I beg.
Tomorrow.

Tomorrow I'll feast on the Sun's bright rays
Tomorrow I'll crawl out of my phase
Tomorrow I'll pick my flesh up
And go on a walk...
Tomorrow I'll see the end of the day
Instead of laying in my bed
Staring at the wall.
Tomorrow, tomorrow.

Sometimes I feel like you even care
Sometimes I feel like I could break
Sometimes I feel like I could maybe
Do things the right way...
Then I fuck up.
But I guess that's okay.
'Cause none of that'll matter tomorrow.

You hurt me more than I deserve,
how could you be so cruel?
I loved you more than you deserve,
why am I such a fool?
But it's okay.
It's alright, it's fine, I'm not dying inside.
It's cool, it's good,
I'm not reacting like I should
But that's nice.
That's fine.

I'm in my bed, it's getting late,
The ghosts in my room are stirring awake,
So I'll go.
I won't be such a bother tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
But...

What if I told you I don't know when,
Or where or how,
Or why tomorrow will appear?
What would say to that?
Is that what you fear?
That I'll keep loving you now and again
But we'll always be nothing but friends?
If even we are that.
I hope so.
So I won't let go.
Won't let go.
Tomorrow.

But tomorrow never came.
So I guess I should go.
And I'll go, I'll go,
tomorrow.