Welcome to the sound of your bonesWelcome to the sound of your voice in the dead of the nightStared through the television, I was wishing it was youAll time stands still as I lay in my bed in the nightCan't grasp this situation, I'm feeling so uncoolAnd I feel something new, and my heart aches for youAnd I want something that should be meWoke up to the dungeon ahead in the middle of the nightSlept through just one more moment, I was hoping it was trueCan't get your image out of my head in the nightCan't believe this infatuation, acting like a foolAnd I feel something new, and my mind stinks for youAnd I want something that should be meAnd I feel something new when I lie next to youAnd I want something that should be meShould I still wait, or is this over?To leave all we made behind, for these cloven bonesDo I need something new? Well I still haveBut I hope that you doShould I still wait? Cause I feel something newAnd I'm still thinkingShould I still wait? Or is this over?To leave all we made behind, for these cloven bonesDo I need something new? Well I still haveAnd I hope that you doShould I still wait? Cause I feel something newAnd I'm still thinkingWhy won't you come around?Why won't you come around this time?Why won't you come around?