It was seven or so, cause the day that was over You got out of the robe and into the water Way too familiar, way too tethered What comes after? What comes after? If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner We can leave it right where we left off If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner Don't take off that short-sleeved shirt, though We were living green, now we're just on fire I walk over till people watch me And I don't feel pleasure when I'm walking inside Leave as fast as I can, staying back could be bad Thought I wanted you back, I'd wrestle with that I don't know where you are, I don't know if it's bad No answer, what comes after? What comes after? If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner We can leave it right where we left off If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else right here If there's nothing left to give We can meet up right where we left If there's nothing else round the corner If there's nothing else round the corner Don't take off that short-sleeved shirt, though We were living green, now we're just on fire I walk over till people watch me And I don't feel pleasure when I'm walking inside Don't take off that short-sleeved shirt, though We were living green, now we're just on fire I walk over till people watch me And I don't feel pleasure when I'm walking inside Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh