You didn't want to leave, you wanted to be with us, you didn't want to leave.We are the sad, sad people. Those scared, scared, scared, scared eyes.Insane, unseen, and hollow. Inside, inside our minds.And being dead isn't being alive.What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air?The red line when the sky ends, the pretty ugly lives.Can't take your car to heaven, can't take God for a drive.And being dead isn't being alive.What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air?What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the sky? What's wrong with your eyes? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the sky?Around you, around you, around you, around youIn mourning for the morning You wrapped yourself into the afternoon You thought was endless, you wanted to be worthlessI didn't bare It isn't bare at allWhat's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the sky? What's wrong with your eyes? What's wrong with the air? What's wrong with the sky?Around you, around you, around you, around you, around you, around you, around you, around youYou wanted to be weightlessYou didn't want to waitYou wanted to be weightlessYou didn't want to waitYou wanted to be brainlessYou didn't want to thinkYou wanted to be shamelessYou didn't want to, want toYou didn't want to waitYou didn't want to waitYou didn't want to waitYou didn't want to waitYou didn't want to waitYou didn't want to waitYou didn't want to wait