One Hundred Stories (Live)

You're in the next room sleeping
 And I'm shouting out a song for you
 I shouldn't wake you over the furnace
 But I should swear to someone you'd have loved every note
 So dream a good one tonight
 I'll listen to the bad ones when they come
 Get up in my ear 'till I hear every word
 Every turn of your tongue I will tighten my grip
 And no one could tell even if I fell
 100 stories straight down, down, down
 No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories down
 I was getting bored with hurting myself
 If you fall down enough well soon enough you will find Hell
 It can't be as, as pretty as we hoped it would be
 It's not even warm here, not even ten degrees
 This bed is too big to sleep in
 And I'm dying just to feel you breath
 You couldn't see across the ocean
 But I was turning over 'till the vampires sleep
 So dream a good one tonight
 I'll listen to the bad ones when they come
 Get up in my ear 'till I hear every word
 Every turn of your tongue, I will tighten my grip
 No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories straight down, down, down
 No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories down
 I was getting bored with hurting myself
 If you fall down enough well soon enough you will find Hell
 It can't be as, as pretty as we hoped it would be
 It's not even warm here, not even ten degrees
 Dream a good one tonight
 Dream a good one tonight
 Dream a good one tonight
 Dream a good one tonight
 I was getting bored with hurting myself
 (So dream a good one tonight)
 I was getting bored with hurting myself
 (So dream a good one tonight)
 I was getting bored with hurting myself
 (So dream a good one tonight)
 I was getting bored with hurting myself