It’s two o’clock in the morning
There is a candle and a spotlight too
For the frozen silent evening
There has been twinkling, and some coffee too

Scary shameful morning
And the scary truth is dawning
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
I’m growing old

Hold on to you, makes me weak
I’ve seen your loss of destination
Hold on to you and your malicious streak
Brings you safely home, through me

Scary shameful morning
And the scary truth is dawning
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
I’m growing old

This is my way of oppression
In your lack of impression
I’ve got stories to hide, I know friends with pride
I’ve got stories

Scary shameful morning
And the scary truth is dawning
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle

In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
(Every hour, it seems like it’s the end)
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
(Every hour, it seems like it’s the end)
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
(Every hour, it seems like it’s the end)
In the twin town of Seattle
In a silent bedroom battle
(Every hour, it seems like it’s the end)