Lyrics:

Yours is the only version of my desertion
That I could ever subscribe to
That is all that I can do

You are a past dinner, the last winner
I'm raping all around me
Until the last drop is behind you, oh

But you're so cute when you're frustrated, dear
Yeah, you're so cute when you're sedated, dear
I'm resting

Sleep tight, grim right
We have two hundred couches where you can
Sleep tight, grim right
We have two hundred couches where you can
Sleep tight, grim right
We have two hundred couches where you can

Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight

You are the only person who's completely certain
There's nothing here to be into
That is all that you can do

You are a past sinner, the last winner
And everything we've come to
It makes you you, you

Oh, but you cannot safely say
While I will be away
That you will not consider, sadly
How you helped me to stray

You will not reach me, I am
Resenting a position that's past resentment
And now I can't consider
And now there is this distance, so

Sleep tight, grim right
We have two hundred couches where you can
Sleep tight, grim right
We have two hundred couches where you can
Sleep tight, grim right
We have two hundred couches where you can

Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight

Something to say
Something to do
Nothing to say
When there's nothing to do