World Without Sundays Comfortable Denial
So they're filling up the tankSo they're pulling on the
chains again
So my seconds slip away
The night is young
And god she's beautiful
Maybe I should go to see her
But then my dirty window eyes
See the mirror and the man inside
I think it's time to just go blind
I think it's time to just go blind
Comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial
So they're scratching on the door
I could cross the room and answer it
I've made that mistake before
The night is young
But not so merciful
Maybe I'll go out the window
Comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial
Then my dirty window eyes
See the mirror and the man inside
I think it's time to just go blind
I think it's time to just go blind
Comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial I want to be
In comfortable denial
