Lyrics:

I held out too long.
Maybe it's just that I think too much,
but there's not a place in this city you haven't touched.
Move along, just move along.
For the past eight weeks I've been walking on eggshells
just to keep from breaking your sleep cycles.
But hell, I've had trouble fading away...
Haven't I?
I don't remember seeing you without seeing through the holes in us.