Tell me all the thoughts you think
right before you go to bed,
the ones that keep you up
the ones you can’t keep out.
I’ll steal them
-pluck them right from your skull,
and set them right along side mine.
We all have demons,
so show me yours.

Whisper them to me, don’t keep them inside
-I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.
We’ve all got demons
that makes it hard to sleep it night,
that make it hard to eat and breath and think.
But baby, I think we’ve got it made,
I think mine play well with yours.