I don't remember last night, but they took my picture,
There was a car in the ocean, off of Suicide Bridge,
The heart collector had his hands in me.
At the edge of the world, looking up,
At the edge of the world, looking up,
At the edge of the world, looking up.
I heard what you couldn't say to me,
You gave it away when you said it to her,
You're a secret that I tell myself,
Running through a thousand lives, hoping there's one on the other side.
At the edge of the world, looking up,
At the edge of the world, looking up,
At the edge of the world, looking up.
You're so afraid of what you want that you don't want it anymore,
You wrote your message on my back and left, but time will pull us to the floor.
I don't know when I came to, and remembered your fingers,
I went back to the house, but it was a vacant lot,
This matchbook you wrote on is all I've got.
I'm not falling, going down,
Dreaming and singing without a sound.
At the edge of the world, looking up,
At the edge of the world, looking up,
At the edge of the world, looking up.
