I built a bunker
In the back of my mind
The walls were a dream
The roof was lucite
There was art in the halls
That was never ours
The scaffolds fell
The comet fired

Does it all come closer
Or just the sound?
I'm sick of poets
And being profound
You bathe in the sweat
Your mouth like a straw
You're calloused but soft
You chase every flaw

You were mine
You were mine
You were mine
You were never mine
You were mine, oh (do you ever think of me now and then?)
You were mine, whoa (do you ever fall into pieces?)
You were mine, oh (do you ever think of me now and then?)
You were never mine (don't avoid the question)

I miss the future
Like a face I forgot
Like worms miss the earth
In the bottom of a pot
Yeah, I miss the future
Its mirrors in smoke
Its mirrors and more mirrors
And you're in on the joke

Does it all come closer
Or just the sound?
I'm sick of poets
And being profound (yeah)
You bathe in the sweat
Your mouth like a straw
You're calloused but soft
You chase every flaw

You were mine, oh
You were mine, oh
You were mine, oh
You were never mine

(You were mine) do you ever think of me now and then?
Do you ever fall into pieces? (You were never mine)
Do you ever think of me now and then? (You were never mine)
Don't avoid the question
(You were mine, oh) do you ever think of me now and then?
(You were mine, oh) do you ever fall into pieces?
(You were mine) do you ever think of me now and then?
(You were never mine) don't avoid the question

Uh, uh, uh, ooh-uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

(Does it all come closer?)