Tell me that we’re lovers
Tell me that I’m all you got
‘Cause quiet words that whisper under covers
Shimmer like a pyrite rock
In a closet, under my bed, in a dark basement
I heard the thumpin’, I heard the creakin’, I heard you tap to get in… or are you another bump in the night?

I swear I used to feel it
I swear I used to feel your touch
But it’s much too hard to keep saying “I love you”
Without receiving a response
I don’t need another unrequited love

Ease your pace, the devil’s in the details, babe
Ease your pace, the devil’s in the details, babe
Ease your pace, (No more talking daydreams) the devil’s in the details, babe
Ease your pace, (No more talking daydreams) the devil’s in the details, babe

‘Cause now that you’re gone I feel
Solid as stone and real alone…and cold…
Weren’t you just another bump in the night?

You can’t clothe it in language
Or wrap it in a metaphor
I dropped a coin into a food court fountain
And faded in the dull decor
Like a boogeyman, or a death sentence, for my wicked ways
Like a Santa Claus, or a gold cross, I best behave… or are you another bump in the night?