Now in these white rooms all icons lose their meaningnAnd they return to random shapes as they beginnAnd so you've made it all it isnWe'll start from scratch, take it back, draw up a blueprintnnShe's in your bloodstream, she answers by your namenIt's set in stone, see, you're so sure that she's gonna staynBut you know when you can't speak or sleepnThis set's collapsing, you're being swallowed by the plaguennNow all these perfect worlds you've seennOn those shining movie screensnIt doesn't matter to them how you see itnIt is the truth and you have to believe itnnIt's still real cold out so we dress in long coatsnThe weather's unsure, the answers they're opennAnd so I try to speak, say something that's reassuringnSome new distraction to keep you goingnnNow all these perfect worlds you've seennOn those shining movie screensnIt doesn't matter to them how you see itnIt is the truth and you have to believe itnnNow all these perfect worlds you've seennOn those shining movie screensnIt doesn't matter to them how you see itnIt is the truth and you have to believe it