The moon lights the sky like an animal's eyencaught in the sights, of the headlightsnAnd the streetlamps, clusters of planets it seemsnbright red and green, tis' the season to say what I meannnAnd I just saw you from my second floor postnand I feel almost like I've just seen a ghostnYou floated on by and your hair caught my eyenyou laughed but I cried, tis' the season to say that I triednn[CHORUS]nBut I just keep coming backnto the same place, where I just see your facenAnd then each time my heart attacksnI tried to erase the beautiful things that we wastennWell I think that I'm way past the brinknbut I don't wanna know, don't wanna knownAnd I drink and I sink when I thinknbut I don't know how low, I don't know how lownn[CHORUS] X2nBut I just keep coming backnto the same place, where I just see your facenAnd then each time my heart attacksnI tried to erase the beautiful things that we waste