Pulse

Are you so cold, lonely and old?
Are you in company? Could you talk to me?
Is it the least that I can do is when you leave to hold the door?
And at the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over, over?
At the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over?
And am I so sold, lonely and old?
Am I in company? Could you talk to me?
Is it the least that I can do is when you leave to hold the door?
And at the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over, over?
At the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over?
Or is it all in my imagination?
It’s the end of my ride
It’s a slow suicide
And it’s over
Am I in company? Can’t you talk to me?
Is it the least that I can do is when you leave to hold the door?
And at the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over, over?
At the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over, over?
And at the end of your ride
Who gets to decide when it’s over?
Or is it all in my imagination?
It’s the end of my ride
It’s a slow suicide
And it’s over